Here One Day Gone the Next

A gritty, emotionally charged melodic rock track in Drop C minor, fusing post-grunge introspection with the soaring aggression of alt-metal and hints of melodic black metal edge, The song opens with a sharp, reflective guitar riff that sets a moody atmosphere, Verses are groove-driven and restrained, carried by introspective male vocals that speak plainly yet poetically, Choruses burst wide with layered harmonies and emotional weight, balancing raw power with melodic clarity, A cinematic bridge deepens the mood, before launching into a powerful, expressive guitar solo, The track closes with a final chorus and a searing outro solo that fades slowly into silence—leaving the impact lingering

© 2025 Ibe.Incognito Music Studios. All Rights Reserved Lyrics Written by TRIPP [Verse] Something been here lately, Still weighing on my mind… When I stop, it gives me pause, A bit hard to define… [Verse] Workin hard all my life Never seemed to mind, Things I held important, All it costs is time… [Pre-Chorus] Do we ever know an outcome, Of the things we all hold close… A twist of fate -- a sleight of hand… Can all go up in smoke… [Chorus] Here one day, gone the next, Was it ever really mine? Worked for what I’ve got today, If I pay the man on time... Here one day ‘n Gone the next Ya ever stop to think How you'll be paying every day, ‘N never own a thing… [Bridge] A few we see have made it, The lies told on the screen The glitter thrown before your eyes, To blind you with a dream…. [Verse] This likely wouldn’t bug me If they just would've said… Ownership’s in escrow, ‘N pay me till you’re dead… [Verse] The guy that lived a block away, ‘N family bought a home Now I sometimes see them At the shelter down the road [Pre-Chorus] Do we ever know an outcome, Of the things we all hold close… A twist of fate -- a sleight of hand… Can all go up in smoke… [Chorus] Here one day, gone the next, Was it ever really mine? Worked for what I’ve got today, If I pay the man on time... Here one day ‘n Gone the next Ya ever stop to think How you'll be paying every day, ‘N never own a thing… [Outro] Here one day, gone the next, Was it ever really mine? Worked for what I’ve got today, If I pay the man on time... Here one day ‘n Gone the next Ya ever stop to think How you'll be paying every day, ‘N never own a thing [End]

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