Biography:
Pain of Salvation is a progressive rock band from Eskilstuna, Sweden. The band centres on lead vocalist, guitarist, composer, and writer Daniel Gildenlöw.
Trademarks include concept albums focusing on social, environmental, philosophical, and emotional issues as well as songs that incorporate complex rhythms and time changes but retain flowing melodies.
The band was formed by Gildenlöw in 1984 under the name Reality. The band used to participate in many music contests in their homeland of Sweden.
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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!
Tempo: 68.
[Intro]
Am
The only cribs that we should care for
F
Are the ones that we are here for
Dm
The ones belonging to our children
C G/B
That do that we do, scar from our wounds
Am
The only cribs that make a difference
F
Where the magic really happens
Dm
Don't come with a Mercedes Benz
C G/B
Or a wide screen showing nothing
Am Am/G Am/F E
Showing nothing...
[Verse I]
Am
I'm sick of home control devices
F
Sick of sickening home designers
Dm
Sick of drugs and gold and strip poles
C G/B
Sick of homies, sick of poses
Am
Despite the nodding staff that serves you
F
Despite your name on clothes and perfume
Dm
Despite the way the press observes you
C
You're just people
G/B
You're just people
Am Am/G Am/F E x3
You're just people...
[Chorus]
Am
Successful people
Am/G
Dressed up people
Am/F
Smiling people
E
Famous people
Am
Red carpet people
Am/G
Wealthy people
Am/F
Important people
E
But still just people
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F#
[Verse II]
Am
So fuck the million dollar kitchen
F
Fuck the Al Pacino posters
Dm
Fuck the drugs, the gold, the strip poles
C G/B
Fuck the homies, fuck the poses
Am
Fuck the walls they build around them
F
Fuck the bedroom magic nonsense
Dm
I don't want to hear their voices
C G/B
As long as they vote with their wallets
Am
Fuck the silly "throw you out" joke
F
Fuck the framed cigar DeNiro smoked
Dm C
Fuck their lack of originality and personality
G/B
Fuck this travesty
Am
Fuck this new norm
Am
Fuck conformity
F
Fuck their Kristal
F
Fuck their sordity
Dm
Fuck the way they fuck equality
C
Fuck their freebie gear
G/B
Fuck the ones they wear
Am Am/G Am/F E x6
You're just people...
[Chorus]
Am
Successful people
Am/G
Dressed up people
Am/F
Smiling people
E
Famous people
Am
Red carpet people
Am/G
Wealthy people
Am/F
Important people
E
But still just people
[Bridge]
Dm
Messed up people
Dm
Shallow people
Am
Stupid people
Am
Plastic people
G
Meta people
G
Theta people
C
Therapyople
G/B
Entropiople
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F#
Am Am/G#
Oh, fuck the ones they wear
Am/G
I'm cribcaged
Am/F#
Cribcaged
[Outro]
Am
The only cribs that we should care for
F
Are the ones that we are here for
Dm
The ones belonging to our children
C G/B
That do what we do, scar from our wounds.
[Intro]
Am
The only cribs that we should care for
F
Are the ones that we are here for
Dm
The ones belonging to our children
C G/B
That do that we do, scar from our wounds
Am
The only cribs that make a difference
F
Where the magic really happens
Dm
Don't come with a Mercedes Benz
C G/B
Or a wide screen showing nothing
Am Am/G Am/F E
Showing nothing...
[Verse I]
Am
I'm sick of home control devices
F
Sick of sickening home designers
Dm
Sick of drugs and gold and strip poles
C G/B
Sick of homies, sick of poses
Am
Despite the nodding staff that serves you
F
Despite your name on clothes and perfume
Dm
Despite the way the press observes you
C
You're just people
G/B
You're just people
Am Am/G Am/F E x3
You're just people...
[Chorus]
Am
Successful people
Am/G
Dressed up people
Am/F
Smiling people
E
Famous people
Am
Red carpet people
Am/G
Wealthy people
Am/F
Important people
E
But still just people
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F#
[Verse II]
Am
So fuck the million dollar kitchen
F
Fuck the Al Pacino posters
Dm
Fuck the drugs, the gold, the strip poles
C G/B
Fuck the homies, fuck the poses
Am
Fuck the walls they build around them
F
Fuck the bedroom magic nonsense
Dm
I don't want to hear their voices
C G/B
As long as they vote with their wallets
Am
Fuck the silly "throw you out" joke
F
Fuck the framed cigar DeNiro smoked
Dm C
Fuck their lack of originality and personality
G/B
Fuck this travesty
Am
Fuck this new norm
Am
Fuck conformity
F
Fuck their Kristal
F
Fuck their sordity
Dm
Fuck the way they fuck equality
C
Fuck their freebie gear
G/B
Fuck the ones they wear
Am Am/G Am/F E x6
You're just people...
[Chorus]
Am
Successful people
Am/G
Dressed up people
Am/F
Smiling people
E
Famous people
Am
Red carpet people
Am/G
Wealthy people
Am/F
Important people
E
But still just people
[Bridge]
Dm
Messed up people
Dm
Shallow people
Am
Stupid people
Am
Plastic people
G
Meta people
G
Theta people
C
Therapyople
G/B
Entropiople
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F#
Am Am/G#
Oh, fuck the ones they wear
Am/G
I'm cribcaged
Am/F#
Cribcaged
[Outro]
Am
The only cribs that we should care for
F
Are the ones that we are here for
Dm
The ones belonging to our children
C G/B
That do what we do, scar from our wounds.
Palace
Palaye Royale
Pale
Palehound
Palina