Biography:
Deer Tick is a folk rock band which formed in Providence, Rhode Island, United States in 2004. The band consists of John McCauley III (guitar, vocals), Ian O'Neil (guitar, vocals), Christopher Ryan (bass, vocals), Rob Crowell (keys, saxophone, vocals) and Dennis Ryan (drums, vocals).
Bassist Christopher Dale Ryan and drummer Dennis Ryan became official members of Deer Tick in mid-2007 while guitarist Andrew Tobiassen joined the band in August 2008.
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Other songs:
- Alternative - Ashamed
- Alternative2 - Ashamed
- Ashamed
- Baltimore Blues No.1
- Miss K
- The Great Smoke Off
- Twenty Miles
- Art Isnt Real
- Baltimore Blues No 1
- Big House
- Born At Zero
- Cake And Eggs
- Chevy Express
- Choir Of Angels
- Christ Jesus
- Clownin Around
- Cocktail
- Diamond Rings 2007
- Dirty Dishes
- Friday Xiii
- Goodbye Dear Friend
- Hell On Earth
- Hope Is Big
- Houston Tx
- Jumpstarting
- Lets All Go To The Bar
- Little White Lies
- Long Time
- Look How Clean I Am
- Main Street
- Make Believe
- Me And My Man
- Mirror Walls
- Mister Cigarette
- Now Its Your Turn
- Sea Of Clouds
- Shes Not Spanish
- Smith Hill
- Something To Brag About
- Song About A Man
- Standing At The Threshold
- Stung
- The Bump
- The Dreams In The Ditch
- The Rock
- These Old Shoes
- When She Comes Home
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[Verse 1]
G C/G
You're coming back, I don't know why I feel so bad
D C/G G
Oh, a picture always hurts more than words
G C/G
You're born at zero, and dead at 23
D C/G G
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt comes free
[Verse 2]
G C/G
You make it clear, you take me as insincere
D C/G G
A picture I can't live without seein'
G C/G
Oh, you made your point, I never robbed you of a choice
D C/G G
And I can hear a longing in your voice
[Chorus]
D G
I'm a sorry mess, to see your face
C Am G
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
D G
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
C Am G
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Verse 3]
G C/G
Close your eyes, it's just about time to speak
D C/G G
Our dreams only come true in better dreams
G C/G
I drink neat in the middle of drunken screams
D C/G G
Oh, praying to God that one day I'll be clean
G C/G
Oh, look at the clock, I wish it was a time machine
D
'Cause I could have been anything but I got
C/G G
caught up in your grand schemes
[Chorus]
D G
I'm a sorry mess *to see your face*
C Am G
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
D G
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
C Am G
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Outro]
G C/G
Born at zero, and dead at 23
D C/G G
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt come free
G C/G
You're coming back, I don't know why I feel so bad
D C/G G
Oh, a picture always hurts more than words
G C/G
You're born at zero, and dead at 23
D C/G G
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt comes free
[Verse 2]
G C/G
You make it clear, you take me as insincere
D C/G G
A picture I can't live without seein'
G C/G
Oh, you made your point, I never robbed you of a choice
D C/G G
And I can hear a longing in your voice
[Chorus]
D G
I'm a sorry mess, to see your face
C Am G
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
D G
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
C Am G
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Verse 3]
G C/G
Close your eyes, it's just about time to speak
D C/G G
Our dreams only come true in better dreams
G C/G
I drink neat in the middle of drunken screams
D C/G G
Oh, praying to God that one day I'll be clean
G C/G
Oh, look at the clock, I wish it was a time machine
D
'Cause I could have been anything but I got
C/G G
caught up in your grand schemes
[Chorus]
D G
I'm a sorry mess *to see your face*
C Am G
I wanna hold you close, but I push you away
D G
I wanna feel your skin upon my skin
C Am G
But I'm not feeling great, about letting you in
[Outro]
G C/G
Born at zero, and dead at 23
D C/G G
Ain't it fucking cold, and the dirt come free
Defiance, Ohio
Deftones
Deicide
Deine Lakaien
Del Amitri