Biography:
A finales de la década de los 90, los jóvenes Jesse Lacey, Garrett Tierney y Brian Lane comenzaban en el mundo de la música con la banda The Rookie Lot, una banda de post-hardcore de la zona de Long Island junto a Brandon Reilly, guitarrista también de bandas como The Movielife y Nightmare of You. Tras la desintegración de esta banda, Lacey se enrola en Taking Back Sunday, otra banda de post-hardcore también de la escena de Long Island. Graba con ellos su primer material no oficial
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Other songs:
- At The Bottom
- Be Gone
- Bed
- Car
- Degausser
- Fight Off Your Demons
- Handcuffs
- I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spinlight
- Jesus Christ
- Me Vs Maradona Vs Elvis
- Moshi Moshi
- Noro
- Play Crack The Sky
- Seventy Times 7
- Sic Transit Gloria
- Soco Amaretto Lime
- The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot
- The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows
- Untitled 1 (good Man)
- Untitled 3 (brothers)
- You Won't Know
- 137
- 1996
- 451
- Am I Wrong
- Batter Up
- Brothers Song
- Cant Get It Out
- Car Acoustic
- Coca
- Could Never Be Heaven
- Daisy
- Deja Entendu
- Desert
- Failure By Design
- Flying At Tree Level
- Found A Good Man
- Good Man
- Good To Know If I Ever Need Attention All I Have To Do Is Die
- Guernica
- I Am A Nightmare
- I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light
- In A Jar
- In The Water
- Jude Law And A Semester Abroad
- Last Chance To Lose Your Keys
- Limousine
- Lit Me Up
- Magazines
- Mene
- Mix Tape
- No Control
- Not The Sun
- Okay I Believe You But My Tommy Gun Dont
- Out Of Mana
- Out Of Range
- Same Logic Teeth
- Sealed To Me
- Simple Man
- Sink
- Sowing Season
- Sudden Death In Carolina
- The Archers Bows Have Broken
- The Quiet Things No One Ever Knows
- Untitled 01
- Untitled 03
- Untitled 04
- Waste
- You Are The Only One For Me
- You Stole
- You Wont Know
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!
"This tape recounts a dream which occurred close to the termination of approximately four hundred hours of
intensive individual therapy. Now the patient recounts her dream:"
“I had this dream earlier this morning, and I wrote it down. The dream is that I’m...
I’m in some sort of, a uh, I’m in a hotel, and it’s - I’m like at a convention or something…
and um, I feel sort of almost, uh, like there’s too much going on. There are all different kinds of meetings
going on, stuff on… experimental psych and therapy, chemical aspects, um… you know and I’m, while I,
I don’t mind having all of this going on inside of me, it’s, it’s sort of,
I think I’m going to be relieved when it’s over, and I can sort of settle back down.”
Am F Em
Am F G
Am F Em
[Verse 1]
F G Am
It's where you live, but you don't know how it's built
F G Am
If we're just dust, then it doesn't matter who you kill
F G Am G
Don't cut me up and tell me that it's ok
F Em Am G
Just turn it off 'cause I don't care anyway
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Verse 2]
F G Am G
Something's stirring in a deep Atlantic trench
F G Am G
Doesn't forget the thousand years before it slipped
F G Am G
It's the beast, it's my heart, it's so brave
F G Am G
Dive down into it to live in its head
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Chorus]
F G
It lit me up like a torch on a pitch black night
Am G
Like an ember in the needles of a dried up pine
F G
Lit me up and I burn from the inside out
Am G
Yeah, I burn like a witch in a Puritan town
F Em C Am G
It lit me
F Em C Am G
It lit me
[Verse 3]
F Am
When I grow up I want to be a heretic
F G Am
I want to climb over the walls, cause I'm not on the list
F G Am
I want to put my hands to work until the work's done
F G Am
I want to open up my heart like the ocean
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Chorus]
F G
It lit me up like a rag soaked in gasoline
Am G
The neck of the bottle breaking right at my feet
F G
It lit me up and I burned from the inside out
Am G
Yeah, I burned like a witch in a Puritan town
F Em C Am G
It lit me
F Em C Am G
It was a good dream
F Em C Am G
[Reversed Audio]
intensive individual therapy. Now the patient recounts her dream:"
“I had this dream earlier this morning, and I wrote it down. The dream is that I’m...
I’m in some sort of, a uh, I’m in a hotel, and it’s - I’m like at a convention or something…
and um, I feel sort of almost, uh, like there’s too much going on. There are all different kinds of meetings
going on, stuff on… experimental psych and therapy, chemical aspects, um… you know and I’m, while I,
I don’t mind having all of this going on inside of me, it’s, it’s sort of,
I think I’m going to be relieved when it’s over, and I can sort of settle back down.”
Am F Em
Am F G
Am F Em
[Verse 1]
F G Am
It's where you live, but you don't know how it's built
F G Am
If we're just dust, then it doesn't matter who you kill
F G Am G
Don't cut me up and tell me that it's ok
F Em Am G
Just turn it off 'cause I don't care anyway
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Verse 2]
F G Am G
Something's stirring in a deep Atlantic trench
F G Am G
Doesn't forget the thousand years before it slipped
F G Am G
It's the beast, it's my heart, it's so brave
F G Am G
Dive down into it to live in its head
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Chorus]
F G
It lit me up like a torch on a pitch black night
Am G
Like an ember in the needles of a dried up pine
F G
Lit me up and I burn from the inside out
Am G
Yeah, I burn like a witch in a Puritan town
F Em C Am G
It lit me
F Em C Am G
It lit me
[Verse 3]
F Am
When I grow up I want to be a heretic
F G Am
I want to climb over the walls, cause I'm not on the list
F G Am
I want to put my hands to work until the work's done
F G Am
I want to open up my heart like the ocean
[Pre-Chorus]
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
F G
It lit me up
Am G
It lit me up
[Chorus]
F G
It lit me up like a rag soaked in gasoline
Am G
The neck of the bottle breaking right at my feet
F G
It lit me up and I burned from the inside out
Am G
Yeah, I burned like a witch in a Puritan town
F Em C Am G
It lit me
F Em C Am G
It was a good dream
F Em C Am G
[Reversed Audio]
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