Biography:
The Almost is the band of Aaron Gillespie, the former drummer/clean vocalist of Underoath from Clearwater, Florida, United States started in 2005. Aaron stated that this band is much more of a traditional rock project than Underoath.
A Monster Monster is on the loose.
The Almost’s second album for Tooth & Nail/Virgin Records began taking shape just as soon as the band came off the road after touring for their 2007 debut, Southern Weather, including a stint on that summer’s Warped tour.
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Other songs:
- Dirty And Left Out
- Monster
- Say This Sooner No One Will Ever See Things The Way I Do
- Amazing Because It Is
- Awful Direction
- Everything That Makes Me Sick
- Hand Grenade
- Hands
- Little Drummer Boy
- Lonely Wheel
- No I Dont
- Say This Sooner
- Souls On Ten
- Southern Weather
- Stop It
- Summer Summer
- The Florida Sun
- Your Love Is Extravagant
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I did it for the first time
Do not judge strictly
Em C
Walking around, looking down
Am
For something better
There's nothing better
Em C
Same old weird and familiar sound
Am
It's just you leaving town, my God
C
August came around
Em G C
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever
D
That you caught
When you were young
Em G C
Summer goes, makes you feel like life is real
D
And hanging on for more
Empty streets, empty me
Call me vagabond
Wondering in the sun
This is getting sort of old
Wandering aimlessly
Is it empty streets or empty me?
Hanging, hanging
Holding on for me, hoping, praying
This will all start over
Come back for me
We will walk the streets
Of this old town
Make me a promise
This will all come back around
Do not judge strictly
Em C
Walking around, looking down
Am
For something better
There's nothing better
Em C
Same old weird and familiar sound
Am
It's just you leaving town, my God
C
August came around
Em G C
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever
D
That you caught
When you were young
Em G C
Summer goes, makes you feel like life is real
D
And hanging on for more
Empty streets, empty me
Call me vagabond
Wondering in the sun
This is getting sort of old
Wandering aimlessly
Is it empty streets or empty me?
Hanging, hanging
Holding on for me, hoping, praying
This will all start over
Come back for me
We will walk the streets
Of this old town
Make me a promise
This will all come back around
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The Antlers
The Apples In St (...)
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