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Its so mesmerizing, i like how you incorporate your own way of playing it

this is AWSOME! do you think youd ever make a sheet music for it or sell one if you already made one? even though i cant play piano whatsoever, id i definitely leanr it just to play this

i hope you’re well ❤

hi omg this is really good!! id like to learn it but im not sure which score it is on musescore?? id really like it to sound like how youre playing rn 😭

incredible work, tutorial maybe?

yo imagine watching this is 3D

Can I use this cover for my vid? Il give credits (vids not even that good)

Literally the best cover of this song

THIS IS ACTUALLY AMAZING!!! You are so talented and good at piano!!!!

fucking goated individual holy hands

WOW!!! 😮❤

You are absolutely MURDERING those keys! Great cover

I should go practice piano

can you make a top view one if u can still play it haha

Я слушал только 2 песни Уилла Вуда. И все. Я не слежу за его творчеством и не знаю других его песен, но услышав эту мелодию, даже не посмотрев название, я подумал, что это, скорее всего, одна из его песен. У некоторых творцов есть свой неповторимый стиль, который говорит о них и именно сейчас я понял, что это действительно так.

Woah is there sheets of this?

Sheet music, please.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL THE OUT OF TUNE PIANO ADDS SO MUCH CHARM AND LOVE AAA YOU ARE AMAZING i <3 will

Шикарное исполнение!

new piano: check tuned piano: lmao this is waoom were talking abt

Hey! Awesome playing :D Is there any chance you can drop the sheet link? ^^ tysm

Damn i hope there was sheets for this! CUZ I WANT IT! BADLY! PLEASE!!!

They could prescribe you any illness you'd like if you define the terms of your ailments You could sing a pretty malady like a black canary But a crow don't know the smell of carbon monoxide How many years have you been on that couch? They could've quilt'd you in the throes by now You draw a line in the sand where it ends and you begin But the tide rolls in, so who knows? Oh, well And a little identity never hurt nobody, but lately you've been focusing too much on yourself So how many milligrams of you are still left in there? Whoa 'Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists No, we just drank ourselves to death God-damn it, we liked it Who makes the call? What's a symptom, what's a flaw, can it be both? Well, I suppose that's an answer Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity? 'Cause God knows it's not like it's cancer And good news to the purists, they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure But very few patients survive And a little conformity never hurt nobody, but lately I've been worried that you're losing yourself So how many milligrams of you are still left in there? Whoa 'Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists No, we just bled out in our baths God-damn it, we liked it Doctor, what's my prognosis if the studies show that Disease is in the eye of the beholder? Tell me "So it goes" We depress to impress, I guess, in layer after layer to get off our chests It's cold out now, we can take it off later Better safe than sorry, and we both know the danger So doctor, could you run another test? Got a feeling that this time I might just pass it Well, if you raise the average We'll all sing when the bell curve rings in lyrics symptomatic of the way we think And our harmonies don't sync, we can change our voices A chorus on condition of our diagnosis Back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists What can I say, except don't heed no evil wills of moral nihilists I said, "Back in the days of lobotomies and shock therapy and mad scientists Oh, don't you make me waste my breath God-damn it" Ain't your you-dentity at stake? Does aspirin kill you with the pain? You're not your thoughts, you're not your brain, you're just the character you've made Up in your head, down in your heart, what seem like separate body parts Come together to believe they're you, and not just chemistry It's not the way that you were raised, or what the advertisements say Not what you pay for, what you pray for, what you want, or what you say And I see your tendency to redefine disease by what you need And I'm afraid I can't prescribe the diagnosis that you seek And something tells me that you need, forgive me now if I misspeak But something tells me that you like, and something tells me You prefer to be sitting there flipping through those old issues of people Well, that's our time, see you next week

(I’m so late but here are the lyrics in case anyone wants them!) White picket fences Barbed wire and trenches Trick or treat, merry Christmas Howdy neighbor, thank you Jesus What is he building in that painted lady A participation trophy wife or blonde, blue-eyed baby Wide-eyed and wired The snap-crackle-pop of the Geiger Camouflage billboards for lead-lined Brooks Brothers You elbow the jukebox and sing "Duck and Cover" And breed out our incisors, feed on white wine and Pfizer It don't look like survival, but buy now or die Suburbia You're not alone The lights are on But no one's home So, welcome home Meyers-Briggs, OK-ULTRA Takes a village to fake a whole culture Your ear to the playground, your eye on the ball Your head in the gutter, your brains on the wall Home is where the heart is You ain't homeless, but you're heartless It's the safest on the market But you still gotta watch where you park it So give me your half-life crisis I can tell that you know where paradise is Where parasites don't care what your blood type is Only pheromones and serotonin decide If it's true that a snowflake only matters in a blizzard Everyone knows that nobody knows that Everybody's all up in my, everybody's all up in my Everybody's all up in my business Suburbia Where you belong The lights are on But no one's home So, welcome home Chameleon peacocks are talk of the town Well word gets around on Hit Number Stations He comes radiation The dog bites the postman while basement eyes dream Of a night at the drive-in with an AR-15 I dropped my eyeballs in the bonfire, we fucked on a bed of nails I caught Kuru from your sister and died laughing in jail Smell those screaming teenage sweetbreads on the 4th of July grill Smile and wave, boys, kiss the cook Live laugh and love, please pass the pills It's only culture, it's only culture It's only culture, sulfur, smoke, and soot You learned to torture house cats, like vultures You cocked and sucked your lack of empathy Pulled the trigger with your foot to prove you've got Blood, didn't they want your blood So why apologize for being blue and cold Blood, didn't they want your blood So don't apologize for being blue and cold It's only culture, it's only culture, it's only Culture's not your friend Hey, fuck your culture, I ain't got no culture It's only culture, and it's more afraid of you than you are of it Go on, drink that Blood, didn't they want your blood So why apologize when you turn blue and cold Blood, didn't they want your blood So don't apologize for being blue and cold Were you Nabokov to a Salinger Were you Jung to Freud or Dass to a Leary Were you mother, daughter, subject, and author You don't make the rules, you just write them down and Do it by the book you throw around Do you know the difference between blazing trails and slash-and-burn Going against the grain and catching splinters You pull out your Rorschach like a paint-by-numbers treasure map The ink upon on your jigsaw piece traces you back to your fingerprints Well Lot he had his lot in life, Job his job and I guess you'll too, and die The Lord looked down, said, "hey, you're only mortal" Giveth and taketh away 'till things come out a certain way Leave you wondering when they might go back to normal Leave you wondering why they can't have just been normal

Striding with octaves in the bass at that speed? Damn, the chops!

This is genuinely a video I watch over and over, I just discovered it a bit ago but it’s so beutiful

TAKE IT AWAY, HANDS!! 😁😃

wowowowowowowow

I fucking love the aggression

Is it just me or are you playing Gm and Cm instead of G a d C ?? I can't really tell but there's something kinda off and I love it

THIS IS SO PEAK

I love hearing this song but not the lyrics all the time lol, glad to hear an instrumental!

bro turned on 100% demon mode (MY SISTER MADE ME WRITE THIS PELSS HELP

Sounds kinda like a Minecraft song, just beautiful

that's a fun-sounding piano

Beginning was a jumpscare 💀

HOLY FART THIS IS AMAZING!!! I learned I/Me/Myself but it doesn’t sound nearly as good 😭 You’ve got a whole lot of talent!

HAVE MERCY ON YOUR HANDS

This is amazing. I almost didnt watch it because the piano sounds bad at the start

Holy octave jumps Batman

i love this

Thank you for this, been playing a version myself and its inspiring to see your technique. Well done.

OH MY GOD WHY IS THIS SO GOOOOOOD

Being a pianist myself, the pianos being out of tune is usually very painful on the ears, but for some reason this version is almost comforting in a way, strangely.

Jesus I keep rewatching this you’re literally pure talent I cannot even imagine how long it must’ve taken to make this cover

I HAVE GOOSEBUMPS WHAT THE FUCK DUDE THIS IS AWESOME YOURE SO SKILLED

Esta bellisimooooo muchas gracias😊

Notes ?

Btw, out of tune piano and how he just SMASH that piano is most Will thing after leg slap.

Have you transcribed it? Is there somewhere i can get the sheet music?