Pines (Remastered)
PINES Beckett Molloy — emo/shoegaze — 100 BPM — D minor [Intro – Reverse reverb swells, distant feedback drones, tape warble, soft ambient synth haze, sparse cymbal washes rising slowly from silence. Vocals absent, atmosphere cold and nocturnal.] Leaving Jersey behind Every mile dissolving slow Streetlights flicker through the rain Like ghosts I used to know Frozen breath against the glass Radio static in the dark Every memory fading out Like embers losing spark
Pines (Remastered)
PINES Beckett Molloy — emo/shoegaze — 100 BPM — D minor [Intro – Reverse reverb swells, distant feedback drones, tape warble, soft ambient synth haze, sparse cymbal washes rising slowly from silence. Vocals absent, atmosphere cold and nocturnal.] Leaving Jersey behind Every mile dissolving slow Streetlights flicker through the rain Like ghosts I used to know Frozen breath against the glass Radio static in the dark Every memory fading out Like embers losing spark
Lyrics
INTRO — Single high tremolo guitar, ringing and unresolved. Cymbal swells underneath like a held breath. No drums. 8 bars. Let it feel like 2am in a car with nowhere to go. Vocals enter barely spoken — not performing, just exhaling.
Left Jersey in the dark
Didn't say goodbye to anyone
Every exit sign another thing I burned
Another thing I probably should've run from sooner
VERSE 1 — Kick drum only. Bass low and restless. Guitar shimmers above it all. Vocals flat and inward — Beckett doesn't perform his pain, he just leaks it.
Your smile was the only thing I didn't ruin right away
Took me a little longer with you
Your faith in me felt like something I'd stolen
Something I never deserved to hold ontoAnd I held it wrong — the way I hold everything
Too tight and then not at all
Now I'm out here in these black woods with a bottle
Waiting on the nothing after the fall
PRE-CHORUS — Snare enters. Second guitar layer creeps in underneath. Vocals get a little louder but still inward — like he's arguing with himself.
I keep telling myself I'm fine
I've been lying so long I almost buy it
The trees don't call me on it
So I stay
[CHORUS — Full shoegaze crash — loud but smothered in reverb, everything bleeding together. Cymbal swells every two bars. Vocals layered, lead raw and upfront, harmonies buried in the wash. He's not screaming — he's stating facts he hates.]I'm gonna build a cabin
Live out here where I can't hurt anyone
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
Even if alright just means I'm still breathing when the morning comes
I'm gonna forget her name — I won't
I'm gonna let the pines just swallow me whole
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
Even if I'm just a bad thing
finally learning to be alone
VERSE 2 — Pulls back to sparse again. The quiet hits harder after the chorus. Vocals slower, uneven phrasing — like he's saying things he's never said out loud before. No polish. Beckett doesn't do polish.
I'm the reason she stopped sleeping easy
I'm the 3am she learned to dread
I'm the version of a person that looks humanBut leaves wreckage everywhere instead
She tried — god she tried to reach me
Pressed her light against every locked door
But I was gone before she ever found me
And I kept taking what she had in store
Ella I was never gonna make it easy
I don't know how to be a thing that stays
Bipolar and broke and burning everything I touched
Jersey born and wired for the worst of days
PRE-CHORUS — Slightly rawer this time. Voice catches on the last line.
I keep telling myself I'm fine
I've been lying so long I almost buy it
The trees don't call me on it
So I stay
CHORUS
I'm gonna build a cabin
Live out here where I can't hurt anyone
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
Even if alright just means I'm still breathing when the morning comes
I'm gonna forget her name — I won't
I'm gonna let the pines just swallow me whole
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
Even if I'm just a bad thing
finally learning to be alone
BRIDGE — Strip everything. One tremolo guitar, one voice. No effects on vocals. No harmony. Deliver slow and uneven — some lines rushed, some stretched. This is Beckett at his most exposed, which means he sounds almost bored. The emotion is underneath, not on top.
Nothing means anything out here
That's the point I guess
Sadness makes everything the same shade of gray
She used to make things colorful
I didn't know that until it was too late
I didn't know most things until it was too late
Everybody leaves
I used to think that was just something sad people said
Now I'm the reason somebody left
Now I'm the sad person saying it
Found myself in the dark woods tonight
Not lost
Just out of excuses
OUTRO CHORUS — Crashes back heavier and more distorted than before. Guitars feeding back, cymbals every bar, harmonies dissolving into noise. Beckett sounds like he almost believes it this time — almost.
I'm gonna build a cabin
Live out here where I can't hurt anyone
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
Even if alright just means I'm still breathing when the morning comesI'm gonna forget her name — I won't
(quieter, almost to himself) I'm never gonna forget her name
I'm gonna be alright — even if I'm not
(just guitar now, fading)
even if I'm not
even if I'm not