putting a spin on we're going to be friends - egg

decided to throw this one together today and try to give it a bit of an eerie vibe; i'm excited to see how you guys interpret it in the comments !! it's already on its way to spotify and apple music and all that (along with take me to church, they should both be there in about a week ish). thank you all for the love recently, it means a lot and helps me stay inspired to keep creating :) hope your week is going well !!

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[rya]

am I the only one who acts like I’m in a dramatic scene in a movie when she does spin offs of songs? just me? ok

[thatonefan]

Sounds like someone reminiscing on a friendship in the past while in a depressive episode.

[funnysillyclown]

Ahhh I love how everyone has their own interpretations of this so here’s mine: these two girls fall in love in this really homophobic private school in the 80’s. They bond together over more “boyish” activities before they get to class. They’re both terrified of being found out, but eventually they slip up. The teacher writes them up and they both get sent away to separate conversion camps. One girl is at the camp recalling the events, thinking how foolish they were for slipping up- when in reality it was never either of their faults.

[mellowlemons]

ok so a stalker who wants to be friends with someon but doesn’t know how to approach them so they follow them around and the person they stalk is scared so they do everything that the stalker wants. they’ve been stalking them for so long that they can’t even develop any actually relationships (friend, romantic, family) because this is all they know

[Montu]

Okay so. I've never heard the original song, so I'm hearing this as like, a separate story. I dont know what the original is about.

What I'm hearing is honestly about a rather, , depressed person. Who sort of goes through the motions of life. And then they meet someone at school, and they become friends. And that other person makes the depressed one happy.

And something happens. The other person either dies or goes missing. And the depressed person just, doesnt cope well, and ends up having hallucinations of their friend that made them happy. And I think the whole 'walk to school in silence' 'walk to school all by ourselves', simply means that the depressed one just doesnt want any more friends. They're happy with their friend, even if they're not real.

It also makes the 'we dont notice any time pass, we dont notice anything' as like, the depressed person just not realising their friend is gone? 'The teacher things I sound funny' could mean that the teacher just doesnt believe the depressed person.

And the end, where it talks about the other singing, I imagine that they're talking to like a teacher/councillor (I had one at my own school). I dont know how the other would sing if they're dead, but maybe it's the depressed one singing in their place.

And the last bit, where it's like 'tonight I'll dream in my bed' It sounds like they're trying to preserve the memory of their friend, and the last of the lyrics 'and when I wake tomorrow I'll bet that you and I will walk together again' sounds like the person is trying to sort of grab at the fact that their friend is still alive, and tomorrow, they're pretty sure they'll walk together, but it's just reassuring that they will.

So yeah. Welcome to my Ted talk

[kahlan]

this sounds like someone walking home in the rain from the funeral of a childhood friend.

[TheRavensRequiem]

The way you sing makes it seem like someone is reflecting on a memory, but since I haven't heard the original so I certainly can't say.

Yet the way you sing is such a soft key that it can change the entire meaning. And it makes it so much better hearing how it could've been.

[payton-day]

it sounds like a girl stalking the popular girl and has an unhealthy obsession with trying to be her.

[blu]

This gives me the idea of either someone longing to be with another person and they can’t or the person died and they never told them how they felt.

[yeetem]

God this, this hurts. it reminds me of a friend I cut off today. we were so close but we hurt each other. chasing after worms, more like chasing after what we had before I fucked up our friendship over a misinterpretation. the part about lying in bed makes me think of the hours we spent talking late at night over a little world we made. it makes me long to be friends with him again but I dont want to hurt him anymore.

[miah]

I feel like this can be interpreted in many ways but I imagine someone remembering the good old days after years of quarantine and no human interaction. Like maybe a teen walking past their empty childhood school during the pandemic and remembering when life was normal, reflecting on the shadows of the school they remembered. They also haven’t seen their childhood friend in person in years, and they try to grasp as many memories they can remember before they fade away.

[terriblegoat]

to me this feels like someone's looking back on a past friendship that had started out so well but things had gone so, so wrong. that friend had been the one person that the narrator had, but they turned out to be fake. now the narrator's alone, and they're not going to last long...
also i think you dropped this 👑

[bryannaealy]

okay so im in love with the whole putting a spin on different songs concept

[chrry_cxla]

I lost my friend to suicide and I was devastated. It was around Christmas time in 2018. I always carry her picture everywhere with me and when someone asked who she is, I simply say “My friend.” I didn’t talk about her because I wasn’t ready to hear my own thoughts. When I found your account, I was happy to hear all your music because of its somber ness and it has a feel to it I can’t explain.Ive been listening to your music for a while now, and when I heard this song, I thought of her and tried holding in my tears, but at the end, it hit hard when you said “I can tell that we’re gonna be friends” I sang with you and started crying. Now I listen to this song everyday and think of her

[chamhullo]

This feels like a child that slowly forget their imaginary friend they had and this imaginary friend is still trying in vain to make them remember

[poppydocx]

dude, this faves me major serial killer vibes, like a stalker or something it makes me so uncomfortable but i love it

[wowwhataname]

This makes me feel so calm and at peace ahhhh (also sounds like someone reminiscing about the past/easier times when they were unaware of the world but now they’re older and missing their friend/probably in a depressive episode)

[NexMix]

OOOH ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS CANT WAIT TO HEAR IT

AS I WAS TYPING I HEARD IT OMG IMMA CRY THIS IS AMAZING AND I NEEDED THIS ILYSM EGG THANK YOU

[lovebirddraws]

"The so called School Yard Murderer has killed three children already. Parents, please walk with your kids, do not let them out of your sig-" Mom shuts off the TV, her hands trembling as she clutches the remote. As I peek around the corner, she murmurs something to Papa. He sobs, putting his head in his hands. It scares me a little bit to see them like this. So, I run to my room and get ready for school. I put on my white-striped dress and my new blue sneakers, and a cardigan. It's Autumn, after all.
I gather up my books and pens, put them in my backpack, and head out into the living room. I stop for a minute, and admire the backpack. *Melody Parks* is embroidered on the strap. That's my name. Mom put it there, so if I lost my pack someone would know it's mine. I love it. "I'm going to walk with Suzy to school, " I call out, then run out the door before they have a chance to respond. It's 7:45, Suzy will be near the bus stop by now. I catch a glimpse of a raggedy purple backpack covered in pins, and run to catch up.
We walk together in silence, listening to the sounds of wind carrying crisp leaves over pavement, and cars passing by. After a few minutes, we take a break. She catches a worm, and we sit on the ground to examine it. She smiles slightly and lets it go. Her smile drops as it squirms away, and she stares sadly as it leaves. I know what she's sad about, and I know she doesn't like talking about it. It's her brother, her older brother who she lives with. She told me a week ago that he got fired again, and they're struggling. My parents have offered time and time again to take them in, but they always refuse. Pride is a destructive thing.
We get up and brush ourselves off, our skirts covered in dirt. We continue our walk, hopping a fence to take the shortcut to school. As we continue our walk, I brush my hand against hers. Her large, brown eyes well up with tears and I quickly retract my hand. I don't know what to do. She sniffs loudly and wipes her nose, and pushes forwards, walking faster.
We get to school. First class, ELA. Nouns, verbs, spelling. Everyone is subdued and quiet. I don't know what was on the news, but I guess it's probably to do with that. People glance at my desk. If I catch someone staring, I wave, and they glance away quickly, hunching over in their seats. Suzy stares determinedly forwards. Did I do something to make her mad? We normally talk in class, but now she's silent and ignores me.
Another class, show and tell. Then recess. I watch as Suzy plays with someone else. It's okay. I know she'll be fine tomorrow. I just wish there was something I could do. I should talk to her, but it feels like something's holding me back. So, I just follow her to class as the bell rings, sitting in my desk next to her. We always sit next to each other. She doesn't object, but still doesn't acknowledge me. It makes me sad, but that's okay. We can make up tomorrow.
In chorus, Suzy sings beautifully. Her notes are high and clear, and the teacher nods in approval. That's what she always does. Then it comes my turn to sing. I start, and the whole class freezes. Suzy sobs, and the teacher shudders. No one likes my singing. Maybe I'm a bit pitchy today. It's okay, I'll do better tomorrow. My voice echos in the room. Do I sing so poorly that it scares the other students?
The school day ends, and we walk home together. Or we start too, anyways. Halfway through, Suzy freezes, then changes course. I follow her. Is this a new game that we're playing? Where are we going? She pauses and picks a flower, one of the rare ones blooming this time of year. Then we continue walking. We arrive.
The cemetery gates open with a screech, and we walk inside. Who are we visiting? Will we play hide and seek? She walks slowly, but with purpose. It's like she's avoiding something, or trying to procrastinate. Eventually, we reach a grave. It's beautiful, with a polished gravestone and dozens of flowers places on the grass. I squint, reading the gravestone.
'You will always be missed. You brought light to the world and everyone in it. Melody Parks, 2008-2020.'
She sobs and puts down the flower, then wraps her arms around her knees, rocking back and forth. Oh.
I guess I'm dead.

[annarekh]

This song gives me vibes of a girl that falls in love with a boy at first sight. It's the first day of high school and she sees a boy that she instantly falls in love. She hopes they become friends and is slowly dragged into depression thinking about him as they don't become friends and a few years later she is thinking about him. Her heart broken yet she still wants him. He becomes more and more popular and she is the opposite. Her friends all left her and she is all alone left with her thoughts about him.

This may or may not be somewhat based on a true story of mine....