Biography:
1) Microwave is an American post-hardcore / emo band from Atlanta, Georgia, formed in 2012. The group released their first and second EPs, Nowhere Feels Like Home and Swine Driver, on January 10 and March 30, 2013. Their third EP When the Fever Breaks was released on September 17, 2013. Microwave released their first full-length album Stovall on August 23, 2014.[10] They released their second full-length album Much Love on September 30, 2016. Their third full length-album Death Is a Warm Blanket was released September 13th 2019
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
G
[Verse]
G F Em C Am
We used to only do this on the weekends
G F Em C Am
But now it’s almost every single night
G F Em C Am
I hear you down the hallway back there puking
G F Em C Am
I hear your pompous college friends; they’re puking outside.
[Chorus]
Em G C
So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink
Em G Em G C
Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be
C
Because I’m not trying to hold your hair
Em G C
No, love won’t pass through me
Em G Em G C
Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe
C
There’s no such thing as love
C G
We just felt vulnerable without a God
C G
Without a crutch or anything else to lean on
[Instrumental]
C
[Chorus]
Em G C
So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink
Em G Em G C
Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be
C
Because I’m not trying to hold your hair
Em G C
No, love won’t pass through me
Em G Em G C
Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe
C
There’s no such thing as love
C G
We just felt vulnerable without a God
C G
Without a crutch
F G C
There’s nowhere else, nobody else, nothing
G
[Verse]
G F Em C Am
We used to only do this on the weekends
G F Em C Am
But now it’s almost every single night
G F Em C Am
I hear you down the hallway back there puking
G F Em C Am
I hear your pompous college friends; they’re puking outside.
[Chorus]
Em G C
So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink
Em G Em G C
Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be
C
Because I’m not trying to hold your hair
Em G C
No, love won’t pass through me
Em G Em G C
Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe
C
There’s no such thing as love
C G
We just felt vulnerable without a God
C G
Without a crutch or anything else to lean on
[Instrumental]
C
[Chorus]
Em G C
So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink
Em G Em G C
Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be
C
Because I’m not trying to hold your hair
Em G C
No, love won’t pass through me
Em G Em G C
Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe
C
There’s no such thing as love
C G
We just felt vulnerable without a God
C G
Without a crutch
F G C
There’s nowhere else, nobody else, nothing
Midland
Midnasty
Midnight Ambassa (...)
Midnight Aria
Midnight Choir