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Crash Landing - Nude Guns - 2007

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#ARR, 2000s pop-punk Alternative Rock theatrical vocals, catchy hooks, alt-rock edge, 00's, noughties, unique soaring vocals, theatrical

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Title - Crash Landing
Band - Nude Guns
Year - 2007

Featured on their commercially successful 2007 album, 'We're Just Kids,' this track catapulted their rise as prominent leaders in the Pop-punk/emo genre. While acknowledging a preference for a less public life, the band achieved substantial fame following the song's release
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[Spoken Intro]
You were the glitch in my matrix, the blue pill I should've taken. Now I'm just a ghost in the machine, feeling nothing.

[Verse 1]
I was your human ashtray, always there to catch your emotional fallout.
You treated me like a dial-up connection in a broadband world—slow and outdated.
But hey, at least I'm vintage now, 
(right?!)
A classic case of "what not to want." (Woah-ooh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not counting, but the ghost of your touch still lingers, like a bad tattoo I can't laser off. 
You left me like a dropped call in a dead zone—suddenly disconnected, lost in the static.

[Chorus]
So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh)
Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh)
You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!)
And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah)

[Verse 2]
I'm swimming in a pool of 'what ifs,' doing the backstroke through all our yesterdays. (Yesterdays)
You were the riptide that pulled me under, the undertow of all my mistakes. (My mistakes)
But maybe hitting rock bottom is just another way to learn how to build a raft, right? (Ooh-Woah-ooh)
Or at least a pair of water wings strong enough to hold all this regret. (This regret)

[Chorus]
So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh)
Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh)
You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!)
And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah)

[Bridge]
I'm trying to rewrite our history, but the ink keeps smudging, the pages are all torn. (Woahh)
Maybe some scars are just tattoos with better stories, or maybe I'm just kidding myself again. 
(Kidding myself again!!!!!)
I'm a master of self-deception, a gold medalist in "Ignoring Red Flags". (Woahhh-aah)

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh)
Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh)
You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!)
And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah)

[Outro]
Yeah, you're a black hole. (A black hole)
And I'm just a fading star. (A fading star)
A fading star... (Woahhh-oh-oh)

(Spoken Outro)
I guess some love stories are just tragedies with catchy soundtracks.

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Title - Crash Landing Band - Nude Guns Year - 2007 Featured on their commercially successful 2007 album, 'We're Just Kids,' this track catapulted their rise as prominent leaders in the Pop-punk/emo genre. While acknowledging a preference for a less public life, the band achieved substantial fame following the song's release ___________ [Spoken Intro] You were the glitch in my matrix, the blue pill I should've taken. Now I'm just a ghost in the machine, feeling nothing. [Verse 1] I was your human ashtray, always there to catch your emotional fallout. You treated me like a dial-up connection in a broadband world—slow and outdated. But hey, at least I'm vintage now, (right?!) A classic case of "what not to want." (Woah-ooh) [Pre-Chorus] I'm not counting, but the ghost of your touch still lingers, like a bad tattoo I can't laser off. You left me like a dropped call in a dead zone—suddenly disconnected, lost in the static. [Chorus] So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh) Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh) You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!) And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah) [Verse 2] I'm swimming in a pool of 'what ifs,' doing the backstroke through all our yesterdays. (Yesterdays) You were the riptide that pulled me under, the undertow of all my mistakes. (My mistakes) But maybe hitting rock bottom is just another way to learn how to build a raft, right? (Ooh-Woah-ooh) Or at least a pair of water wings strong enough to hold all this regret. (This regret) [Chorus] So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh) Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh) You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!) And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah) [Bridge] I'm trying to rewrite our history, but the ink keeps smudging, the pages are all torn. (Woahh) Maybe some scars are just tattoos with better stories, or maybe I'm just kidding myself again. (Kidding myself again!!!!!) I'm a master of self-deception, a gold medalist in "Ignoring Red Flags". (Woahhh-aah) [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] So, this is my crash landing, a spectacular mess (Woahh) Guess I'm the king of wishful thinking, the emperor of 'almost was' (Woahhh-oh-oh) You're a black hole, sucking the light out of everything (Yeeahhh!) And I'm just a forgotten starrr, fading in your gravity. (Woahhh-aah) [Outro] Yeah, you're a black hole. (A black hole) And I'm just a fading star. (A fading star) A fading star... (Woahhh-oh-oh) (Spoken Outro) I guess some love stories are just tragedies with catchy soundtracks.