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Not Gonna Last Full w Lyrical Female Vox

Not Gonna Last Full w Lyrical Female Vox Indie Rock 8 100 BPM
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Track Details:

  • Filename

    ALIBI-Not Gonna Last_Full w Lyrical Female Vox

  • Writer/Publisher

    Kent Carter (BMI) 50% - Gabriela Prior (PRS) 50% / Alibots (BMI)

  • Style

    Rock

  • Mood

    Comedy ,  Confident ,  Cool ,  Drama ,  Melancholic ,  Melancholy ,  Mellow ,  Poignant ,  Rock ,  Sad ,  Solemn ,  Somber ,  Sombre

  • Mix

    Vocal Mix, Full

  • Release Year

    2018

  • BPM

    100

  • Key

    Dm

  • Category

    Advertising, Comedy, Contemporary Music, E-Sports, Songs, Sports, Trailers / Promos

  • Subcategory

    Confident, Cool, Drama, Indie, Kids, Music, Poignant, Pop, Rock, RomCom, Songs, Songs For Ads, Sports

Description

Indie 8 Driving Downbeat Emotional Emotive Somber Sombre Beats Shaker Clean Electric Guitars Lyrical Lyrics Hold Close To My Chest Emotive Vox For Ads Vocalist Solemn Wistful Melancholy Melancholic Contemplative Strings Bass Drums Female Vocals Percussion Piano Advertising Comedy Contemporary Music E-sports Songs Sports Trailers / Promos Confident Cool Drama Indie Kids Kids Music Poignant Pop Rock Romcom Songs Songs For Ads Sports Confident Cool Mellow Poignant Sad Drama Indie Pop Rock Sports

Lyrics

I hear the top left on'the curtains drawn'there's wax on the floor. There's cold breeze, And don't seem t'sleep with ease anymore. How do keep it burning, I'm still young and I, Oh, it's so concerning, Up an'turning, Take bow, Many moons have passed, don't think I'm gonna last. swear the walls are breathing, see shadows in the hall and can't hear you, But you're not there at all. see glasses broken, and patience wearin'thin, can't keep hold of what's coming from within. What do turn to, And where do go, All know is to keep running from the shadows, Holding I'm all close to my chest, It's sad t'say have an unin'ted guest, Too st'ssed out days, and shoot my gun, Out into the Midnight Sun. How do keep it burning, I'm still young and I, Oh, it's so concerning, I'm still turning, Take bow. Oooooo The Midnight Sun Oooooo The Midnight Sun
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