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Cry of Love - vocals
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A mix between Purple rain by prince and hotel chelsea nights by ryan adams
rock jazz weird rnb sorcery
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Blend of Rock,rnB and JAzz and just Weird Fusions
after my band The Beautiful Experience, evaporated(Literally, they just all left) i was stuck by myself! So now is the time i really have to let my creative juice flow, and figure out what is the music i wan't to play which is nothing COMERCIAL!!!!!!!!!!! But i seriously do miss Jamming with a band! If any guys in the NYC area wanna start up a band with me im always down for it Contact me at "Dasorcerer@hotmail.com" we'll establish a relationship and hey, we could be jamming!
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Peak #343
Peak in subgenre #44
Author
Marc David Cruz
Rights
2008
Uploaded
January 21, 2008
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MP3 6.1 MB 128 kbps 6:40
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Cry of Love Verse 1 Baby do you remember that evening when i said your lips tasted like home Under soft woven melodies,darlin i made you scream, i made you moan Verse 2 Back when I was that prototype, of what you needed in a man, But all thats gone now girl And i hope you understand Chorus I'm sick and tired of all those lies coming from the shadows of your face watching all those tears of fire burn me , when you cried my name I'm tired of these letters you've written carelessly I'm tired of this desolate bed So many times where i made you scream Verse 3 Remember when i first saw you, baby Dancing under seeps of moonlight In that humid heat of june, You were the spider and i was the fly Verse 4 Gently luring me inside your web of insanity Another heart you've stolen, girl 'Nother victim of you're inhumanity, Verse 5 Now this guitar is weepin, Baby With a cry of love, Only sound that comforts me only sound i think of the only sound that makes me feel wanted again Close your eyes girl It'll wash away your sin Here me Standing under this Chelsea Night, drenched in the Purple Rain, My stomach screams a Cry of Love, as my fist pounds your window pane Cry Of Love
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