"Deja Vu"
Mid-tempo Americana/Alt-Country | 95 BPM | Key of G | Male Vocal
Written by: Derek Sammak
Written by: Derek Sammak
Fresh white picket fence
Laughter in the yard
Built this perfect life
Pickin’ this guitar
Laughter in the yard
Built this perfect life
Pickin’ this guitar
Golden records dance
Like trophies on the wall
Reflect my perfect life
You know I got it all
The world in the palm of my hand
Starts slipping right through
It's deja vu
Creeping up out of the blue
Like some long lost friend I knew
It felt so real, like a dream come true
But it's just deja vu
They said "kid, you're doin great."
Don't change who you are
Just sign the dotted line
You're gunna be a star
Made my way out west
Destined for the fame
Then I made my way back east
On a horse with no name, and now
The world in my palm turns to sand
And starts slipping right through
Take me down to that lonely road
Where the faint of heart wouldn't dare to go
Where to sun is black and the devil knows your name
So I'll dig my grave with this wooden axe
And I'll pull the world weighing on my back
With a smile on my face.
Like trophies on the wall
Reflect my perfect life
You know I got it all
The world in the palm of my hand
Starts slipping right through
It's deja vu
Creeping up out of the blue
Like some long lost friend I knew
It felt so real, like a dream come true
But it's just deja vu
They said "kid, you're doin great."
Don't change who you are
Just sign the dotted line
You're gunna be a star
Made my way out west
Destined for the fame
Then I made my way back east
On a horse with no name, and now
The world in my palm turns to sand
And starts slipping right through
Take me down to that lonely road
Where the faint of heart wouldn't dare to go
Where to sun is black and the devil knows your name
So I'll dig my grave with this wooden axe
And I'll pull the world weighing on my back
With a smile on my face.
About This Song
A reflective narrative about the disillusionment of chasing the music industry dream—moving from innocent ambition to the harsh reality of the business, only to find yourself back where you started. The juxtaposition of success imagery with the feeling of it all slipping away creates a haunting meditation on authenticity vs. image.
Ideal for: Artists in the Tyler Childers/Zach Bryan lane, sync placement in music industry dramas or character-driven films about ambition and loss.
Ideal for: Artists in the Tyler Childers/Zach Bryan lane, sync placement in music industry dramas or character-driven films about ambition and loss.
Instrumental version and stems available upon request.
Status: Available for pitch
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