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HOLLOW MOON CLUB

THE NAPKINS

Met working overnight shifts at the same hospital and still keep those hours

style

  • synth pop
  • darkwave pop
  • analog synth bass
  • gated drums
  • androgynous vocal
  • cool and detached
  • cinematic and moody
  • 80s influenced modern production
  • american accent
  • cold

the numbers

bpm
117
key
D# major
energy
0.72
dance
0.95
valence
0.47
vocal at
2.6s
length
3:14
language
En

lyrics

(the napkins)

She cried from the coast until the seatbelt sign came on
Nobody looked and nobody was going to
I had a stack of napkins that I did not need
So I put them on her tray and I looked out the window

The napkins (the napkins)
I didn't say a word, the napkins
Didn't ask her anything, the napkins
The napkins

The napkins, the napkins, the napkins, the napkins
Eleven months of nights taught me one thing
The napkins, the napkins, the napkins, the napkins
Do the small thing and then leave them alone

Everybody wants to be the person who says something.
The right sentence, the reframe, the hand on the arm.
Nobody wants to be the person who just hands over paper.
(DRUMS RETURN)

The napkins, the napkins, the napkins, the napkins
Eleven months of nights taught me one thing
The napkins, the napkins, the napkins, the napkins
Do the small thing and then leave them alone

(the napkins...)