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Senses Fail

Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday

by Senses Fail
Senses Fail

Biography:

Senses Fail are a punk band formed in Ridgewood, New Jersey in 2002. The band's original lineup consisted of James "Buddy" Nielsen, Dan Trapp, Dave Miller, Garrett Zablocki, and Mike Glita. The band released their debut EP From the Depths of Dreams with a limited 300 copy run on August 13, 2002, through ECA Records. It was then reissued through their new label Drive-Thru Records on April 29, 2003 with two bonus tracks, "Handguns and Second Chances" and "The Ground Folds (acoustic).

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Senses Fail

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[Intro]
Am 6x Dm 2x
Am 6x Em 2x
Am 6x Dm 2x
Am Em Am 6x


[Verse 1]
Am Dm Am Em
Just know we are a speck in time
Am Dm Am Em Am
So follow your bliss and destroy the beauty

[Chorus]
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
Am Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
Am
And maybe I will write a sad song
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am Em
Of the person that I long to be

[Verse 2]
Am Dm
I wanna die like Jim Morrison
Am
A fucking rock star
Em
I wanna die like God on the cover of Time
Am Dm
Just a blink and it's gone
Am Em
So baby pour some fame in my glass
Am Dm Am Em Am
So kill the forest and destroy the beauty

[Chorus]
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
Am Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
Am
And maybe I will write a sad song
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am Em
Of the person that I long to be

[Verse 3]
Am Dm
Colors blind the eyes
Am Em
Sounds deafen the ear
Am Dm
Flavors numb the taste
Am Em
Thoughts weaken the mind
Am Dm
I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife
Am Em
So that I can see their pain
Am Dm
I choose to be a serial killer
Am Em Am
Because the victims don't get any fame

[Chorus]
Am
I'll lock myself alone in a room (Just know)
Dm
Drink until the clock strikes noon
Am Em
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper (We are)
Am
And maybe I will write a sad song (A spec)
Dm
Or another cliché poem
Am Em
Of the person that I long to be (In time)




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