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Artist(s): Andrea, Billy Title: Something For The Fire Genre(s): Alternative R&B Length: 3:33 Writers: A.Mason, C.Hudson, B.Holmes, M.Fiori Producer: XYZ Label: Five Pesky Kids From The Album: Southern Belle Something For The Fire is a song recorded by American singer/songwriter Andrea Mason featuring her ex-husband and Weekend member, Billy Holmes. Appearing as the second track on the record, Something For The Fire is one of the oldest surviving tracks and was released as the second single from the album back in early 2017. The song was originally written by Andrea Mason alongside friend and regular collaborator Christopher Hudson. British singer/songwriter and ex-husband of Mason's, Billy Holmes was later brought into the project due to the deeply personal lyrics being expressed by Andrea. In-house songwriter Madeline Fiori also joined the trio to complete the song. The collaboration between Mason and Holmes was unexpected and controversial on account of their highly publicised "toxic" relationship. An instant hit, the song debuted at #1 upon its release. Sonically, Something For The Fire can be classed as an alternative R&B song. It also draws inspiration from electronica and incorporates elements from early 2000's R&B music. It was produced by XYZ and recorded in Pesky Studios in London. The song documents how lost both Mason and Holmes felt when they first separated, finding it hard to function on their own and inevitably leading to them reconciling. "Something For The Fire is one of my favorite tracks I've ever recorded. It's just so fucking honest and to the point. I'm not romanticizing toxic relationships but this is how I felt at one point. This is life. It's not always black and white. Billy and I separated many times behind closed doors before we publicly called it quits and got a divorce. This song is about one of those mini-breakups. He was staying at his friends and I was home alone on my fucking birthday. I felt like straight up SHIT. I WANTED him so bad. Like on the previous track, I still didn't know who I was and with my man out of the equation? Forget about it. I was at rock bottom. It was a little bit like Stockholm syndrome. I was yearning to be a prisoner again, as fucked up as that sounds. I needed the familiarity and I wanted to embrace the occasional wave of greatness we'd experience once in a while. Sat alone crying in my kitchen, I wasn't going to get that. I wasn't going to feel anything good or bad. I was numb. A total husk of a person and I wanted that fucked up comfort blanket back."
"Originally Christopher and I worked on it. It was supposed to just be my point of view. We had done the bulk of the track but it wasn't completed and we left it for a while. Not long afterwards, I was talking to Billy about the album and I brought up this song. It lead to a conversation about that time of our lives and he began to talk about how he felt during that time. He could also remember that birthday of mine vividly and how he wasn't there. I thought that it'd be interesting to get his take so I asked him to jump on the song. Billy was hesitant at first but when we got going, he was pretty comfortable. We took out my original second verse and Christopher, Billy and I brought in another writer at Pesky called Madeleine Fiori to work on it some more. As soon as we slotted in Billy's section, it felt right. It just clicked and I knew it was gonna make waves not just down to the subject matter but because the two of us were on the same track. Releasing it to the world was such a buzz and I'm glad it experienced the success that it did. I really cherish this one."SOMETHING FOR THE FIREAndreaBillyBothOh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire I keep all of your pictures in this scrapbook There's still a frame around us on my wall Holding on, locking you up like the bottle of my birthday perfume It's not just me though, you're everyone's favorite poster boy Still saving pennies in my pocket to support your dreams We're long gone now but remnants keep lingering Would be lying if I said I don't miss all the screams I can't keep doing this to myself, always want a repeat
You'd think that I'd change, now another year older I still look back, hoping to see you over my shoulder I'd keep my love in my heart and my enemies behind my back But I like you sneaking up, you were always so good at that23 candles to blow out and with each one, you're still my wish Don't wanna grow up, fuck responsibilities, want your skin on my lips Seen things I never thought I would back at 15 You showed me things beyond my wildest teenage dreams 23 years down and I'm still terrified, looking at those golden eyes Don't want them to fade to grey or get lost in the blurry lines Candles still to burn, should wish for tomorrow to be bright But I call out to you through the flames, adding something for the fireOh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire Your heart slows down like a train rolling into the station The comedown is so fucking real, scribbled down this frustration Said you had enough so why are you still empty and craving? Kinda like the way I get when I'm low on medication I cry in the mirror, tell myself that everything will be fine I'm not even in the city yet I'm still fucking with your mind Always think about that day when you were dressed in white What happened to the girl and the Prince Charming on her side?
You'd think that I'd wisen up, now another year older Can't even cut you off 'cause you like it when I'm colder You should keep your love in your heart and enemies at the back I won't be sneaking up, trust me, you won't be wanting that23 candles to blow out and with each one, you're still my wish Don't wanna grow up, fuck responsibilities, want your skin on my lips Seen things I never thought I would back at 15 You showed me things beyond my wildest teenage dreams 23 years down and I'm still terrified, looking at those golden eyes Don't want them to fade to grey or get lost in the blurry lines Candles still to burn, should wish for tomorrow to be bright But I call out to you through the flames, adding something for the fireDo you know that you're still running around in my mind? Do you ever think about the times when you were mine?I try to forget it, just puff out my lungs black and blue But even those shades remind me of all the shit I did to youForget it, I wore that shit like my favorite tattooYou don't really know me like you think you do23 candles to blow out and with each one, you're still my wish Don't wanna grow up, fuck responsibilities, want your skin on my lips Seen things I never thought I would back at 15 You showed me things beyond my wildest teenage dreams 23 years down and I'm still terrified, looking at those golden eyes Don't want them to fade to grey or get lost in the blurry lines Candles still to burn, should wish for tomorrow to be bright But I call out to you through the flames, adding something for the fireOh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh, whoa, oh, oh Something for the fire Can Be Compared To:
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