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Feed Me The Cure
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Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with j
Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with jazz and modern pop rhythms into a seamless stream of captivating sounds. Alexander creates his music right from his heart, and all of his songs come with "super-catchy" melodies. Alexander has a strong approach to make hit songs and memorable instrumental tracks in various genres.
Song Info
Genre
Jazz Lounge
Charts
#240 today Peak #29
#33 in subgenre Peak #7
Author
Glen Cooper/Alexandre Molodkov
Rights
SOCAN 2024
Uploaded
August 18, 2024
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MP3
MP3 7.0 MB 192 kbps 5:06
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Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
Im gonna break the bread I need to clear my head Pack up your sofa bed For sure This boy aint hanging around here, no more Just lock me in your prison And just feed me the cure Too long I have walked the plank Too long I have lambed the shank Again Ive drawn a blank. For sure Dont wanna do that around here, no more Just lock me in your prison and feed me the cure If you roll your eyes at me, you know Ill roll them back My shoes might be white but they say my eyes shine black But it makes no sense to me It makes no sense at all Why are you standing so near? What did you come back for? I have been shooting the breeze I have been killing the disease Hand me back my keys For sure I wont be hanging around here No more Why wont you lock me in your prison, then feed me the cure? Now Ive been scared half to death Sat here with nothing left Theyll say Im under arrest For sure So wont be hanging around here, no more Come lock me in your prison, just feed me the cure Now Im in the same place, that Ive always been I never shut myself off, I can be contacted and seen But it just makes no sense It just makes no sense at all Why do you have to stand over there? And what have you come back for? Cant help the hands were dealt Only wished I loved somebody else But I cant help myself For sure Dont wanna be hanging around here no more Come lock me in your prison and feed me the cure
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