Master Number: 10283
Title: ANA10283 Lonely Hell
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Date Of Creation: 2015-02-17
Active: Yes
Public: Yes
Composers:
- Brad Jones (BMI) - 50%
- Dustin Ransom (ASCAP) - 50%
Publishers:
- Anacrusis Sync (BMI) - 50%
- The Music of Anacrusis (ASCAP) - 50%
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
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Vocal
Description: Explicit
Albums:- Bradley Warren Jr (#9)
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AIF
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Instrumental
Audio Files:-
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AIF
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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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