Biography:
We The Heathens are a 3 piece acoustic crust/folk punk band from Wisconsin. Featuring members of Atrocity Solution.
http://wetheheathens.bandcamp.com/
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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!
Tuning standard
[Intro]
A A A A
[Verse]
A
My ambitions have gone out the window
F#m D
They are sinking in the depths of the ocean with no warning
My frail solemn bones are aching
Bm D
From this tired words to redeem my self
A
What was I thinking
F#m
I wasn't that's the point that you are missing
D
Lost causes in the voids while I was drinking
You said it's unhealthy
Bm D
But the truth be told I was only bored
[Chorus]
A Bm D F#m
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
D
But I was passed out on the floor
A Bm D
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
F#m D
But the lights were off and there was no one home
A
To greet you at the door
[Bridge]
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
[Verse]
A F#m
Reclamation, a reckless report of renovations
D
A sequence of chores and innovations
It sounds like a bore
Bm D
Could you turn the tube back to channel 4
A F#m
My television has more reaction the looks that you have given
D
On trial with crooks, there's no division
Bm
I'm one in the same, but you're always wrong
D
I'll never point the blame
[Pre-Chorus]
A Bm D F#
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
D
But I was passed out on the floor
A Bm D
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
F#m D
But the lights were off and there was no one home
A Bm D
Oh subtly, you thought you could sneak past mea
F#m D
Well you we're fucking right, I could care less you see
A Bm D
Oh apathy, my closest friend that I keep
F#m D
And you say get a job, but I've got a hobby
A
I've got a hobby
[Outro]
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A
[Intro]
A A A A
[Verse]
A
My ambitions have gone out the window
F#m D
They are sinking in the depths of the ocean with no warning
My frail solemn bones are aching
Bm D
From this tired words to redeem my self
A
What was I thinking
F#m
I wasn't that's the point that you are missing
D
Lost causes in the voids while I was drinking
You said it's unhealthy
Bm D
But the truth be told I was only bored
[Chorus]
A Bm D F#m
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
D
But I was passed out on the floor
A Bm D
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
F#m D
But the lights were off and there was no one home
A
To greet you at the door
[Bridge]
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
[Verse]
A F#m
Reclamation, a reckless report of renovations
D
A sequence of chores and innovations
It sounds like a bore
Bm D
Could you turn the tube back to channel 4
A F#m
My television has more reaction the looks that you have given
D
On trial with crooks, there's no division
Bm
I'm one in the same, but you're always wrong
D
I'll never point the blame
[Pre-Chorus]
A Bm D F#
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
D
But I was passed out on the floor
A Bm D
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
F#m D
But the lights were off and there was no one home
A Bm D
Oh subtly, you thought you could sneak past mea
F#m D
Well you we're fucking right, I could care less you see
A Bm D
Oh apathy, my closest friend that I keep
F#m D
And you say get a job, but I've got a hobby
A
I've got a hobby
[Outro]
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A F#m C# D
A
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