Master Number: 10283

Title: ANA10283 Lonely Hell

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Date Of Creation: 2015-02-17

Active: Yes

Public: Yes

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App Owner's Share: %

Genres:
americana, atmospheric, country, country rock, rock, and singer-songwriter


Keywords:
hotel and seductive


Lyrical Themes:
one night stand, sad, and sex


Similar Artists:
Johnny Cash and Ryan Adams


Tempo:
Midtempo


Vocal Type:
male


Versions:
  1. Vocal
    Description: Explicit
    Albums:
    • Bradley Warren Jr (#9)
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.1.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.1.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.1.aif
    Audio Received: Yes
  2. Instrumental
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.2.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.2.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10283.2.aif
    Audio Received: Yes

Description:

Lyrics: **EXPLICIT LYRICS** NO CLEAN VERSION AVAILABLE Scarlet my lover you are the only thing I need Why I keep trying to make my own lovely things You are the sunrise burning like fire in my sky Sweet as a lonely woman dying to be a bride We're two souls who are caught in the wind We left our homes not to return again A field of flowers waiting to bloom Beauty lives inside of cheap motel rooms Scarlet you're stealing my heart you're always on my mind You're joy to a young man's soul the sweetest of wines It don't always feel like love but it's sometimes what I need I can't cry and I can't scream when I feel your body lying under me We're two souls who are caught in the wind We left our homes not to return again A field of flowers waiting to bloom Beauty lives inside of cheap motel rooms We're two souls who are caught in the wind We left our homes not to return again A field of flowers waiting to bloom Beauty lives inside of cheap motel rooms I get lost when I hold out my heart You keep it close just to tear it apart It's a lonely hell we're walking through In this fucking motel room

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Created by: Liz Rogers

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