Tar Sigh
1990s Grunge, 1990s Stoner Rock, 1990s Sludge Metal. A 1990s-inspired heavy energetic groove track powered by raw, fuzz-drenched guitars and down-tuned, distorted riffs. Fast, thunderous drums swing beneath thick bass. Verses stay tense and spacious; choruses burst into dense, aggressive layers. Deep southern bass female vocals lead, with growled harmonies on breaks.
Tar Sigh
1990s Grunge, 1990s Stoner Rock, 1990s Sludge Metal. A 1990s-inspired heavy energetic groove track powered by raw, fuzz-drenched guitars and down-tuned, distorted riffs. Fast, thunderous drums swing beneath thick bass. Verses stay tense and spacious; choruses burst into dense, aggressive layers. Deep southern bass female vocals lead, with growled harmonies on breaks.
Lyrics
Intro – Raw Guitar Dissonance, Uneasy Atmosphere
Drop
Verse 1 – Female, Deep Southern Bass Vocals, Tense Texture
Couch ate my spine again.
Ashtray’s full, fridge is growlin’.
Hole in the ceiling watches me sleep, yeah
I lit a cigarette and watched it die.
Flicked the butt like it meant somethin’.
Walls hum. Brain don’t.
Build Up
(guess that’s thinkin')
Drop
Chorus – Female, Dense Guitars, Aggressive Break, Growling Harmonies
Tar sigh, just breathin' sludge,
Ain’t no stars—just lightbulb smudge.
The air don’t care, it sits and waits
To choke you with your own mistakes.
Tar sigh, that cosmic wheeze,
Feels like dyin’ when I breathe.
This ain’t a song. It’s just a leak.
(let it drip)
Instrumental Break
Verse 2 – Female, Deep Southern Bass Vocals, Tense Texture
Ate mould on toast, didn't blink.
Dead mouse by the sink winked at me.
News on loop, same old bile—
Guess we’re still losin’.
Someone screamed, could be a cat.
Could be me.
Didn’t check.
Build Up
(not my turn)
Drop
Chorus – Female, Dense Guitars, Aggressive Break, Growling Harmonies
Tar sigh, just breathin' sludge,
Ain’t no stars—just lightbulb smudge.
The air don’t care, it sits and waits
To choke you with your own mistakes.
Tar sigh, that cosmic wheeze,
Feels like dyin’ when I breathe.
This ain’t a song. It’s just a leak.
(let it drip)
Bridge – Female, Sludgy Riff Crawl, Spoken Bass Vocals
Cracked the mirror just starin’.
Face peeled off, not surprised.
I’m a fossil in a broken chair,
Waitin’ for dust to fossilise.
Once wrote poems 'bout the moon.
Now I write nothin’—
And that says more.
Build Up
(whatever)
Drop
Whoa yeah!
Long Guitar Solo – Distorted, Lazy but Angry, Like a Drowning Roar
Verse 3 – Female, Deep Southern Bass Vocals, Tense Texture
Neighbour died on a Monday.
Was still dead on Thursday.
They knocked, then left.
Good choice.
Flickering bulb knows more than I do.
It buzzes loud, proud,
Knows its role.
Build Up
(better light than me)
Chorus – Female, Dense Guitars, Aggressive Break, Growling Harmonies
Tar sigh, just breathin' sludge,
Ain’t no stars—just lightbulb smudge.
The air don’t care, it sits and waits
To choke you with your own mistakes.
Tar sigh, that cosmic wheeze,
Feels like dyin’ when I breathe.
This ain’t a song. It’s just a leak.
(let it drip)
Outro