Snowblind and Running
AOR
Male
BPM110
Idee
classic rock song about cocaine and partying dire straits style
Eingabeaufforderung
AOR, Male, BPM110, AOR, Male, BPM110, Atmospheric AOR track with cinematic synth pads layered over crunchy guitar riffs. Deep, murmuring male vocals with a laid-back delivery discussing the highs and lows of partying. polished production with a steady mid-tempo groove. Mood: moody, nocturnal, and sophisticated.
Modelle
[verse]
The streetlights bleed like neon veins, the city's pulse on overdrive
Chrome reflections in the rain, where the nowhere kings survive
Got a hunger in the pocket, a shiver in the bones
Just chasing that white dragon down these alleyways of stone
[verse]
Laughter cracks like shattered glass in a room that's too confined
Another line to make the moment, make the worried thoughts unwind
The girl in the sequin dress, she’s dancing on the table
Telling fortunes with the cards that say the future’s unstable
[pre-chorus]
The mirror's getting cloudy, the hour's getting thin
That temporary kingdom we are desperate to get in
[chorus]
Oh, snowblind and running on a high-wire, chasing the fire
One more line to feed the fever and the fast machine
Burning up the night until there's nothing left to chase
Just the ghost of a feeling on your face
[verse]
Sunrise is a razor cutting through the cheap perfume
Empty bottles tell the story of the evening’s loud resume
The king is in his counting house, counting all the cost
Another victory celebrated, another battle lost
[bridge]
And the morning comes so cruel, in its plain and honest light
Shows the glamour and the glory didn't put up much a fight
Just a borrowed kind of magic, just a temporary queen
Fading like a photograph of a face you’ve never seen
[chorus]
Oh, snowblind and running on a high-wire, chasing the fire
One more line to feed the fever and the fast machine
Burning up the night until there's nothing left to chase
Just the ghost of a feeling on your face
[break]
(Instrumental)Just the echo in the hallway
Just the debt that’s left to pay
Just the powder and the glory slowly walking away
Walking away...