Biography:
Dishonored is a hardcore band from Buffalo, New York.
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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!
*= Single Strum
Em* G*
Why are we so f*ucked up
D* C*
Even heavens gates have shut
Em* G*
Angels turn in shame
D* Am* G*
Knowing all they want is fame (Fame)
Em G
What happened to that day
D C
when sacrifice brought surprise
Em* D* D*
Now... every day
(Solo)
(Chorus)
G Em
Rest in peace to those who lost
D Em
in this unjust game we call life
C Am Em
for you who suffer with reticule and strife
D Em C
I hope you realize were anything but safe
Em G
In this place we call our home
D Em*
Hope you know were not alone
C*
were not alone
Em G
every time we step out
D C*
we take the risk of taking the last breath
Em D Am
unpredictable, tragedies, growing old
C*
but never free
(Break Down)
Em*
As time trickles down
C*
the jagged glass edge
D*
of our crooked cold past
Em*
thoughts rattle in my head
G*
were all just shot down angels
Em*
and some will never live
G*
to push on healing
C*
repair the broken seams
Em*
and taste the golden dreams
D*
in our fathers eye
Em* D* Em*
But we've all got to die...die
G D Em
But.. Im moving On....On...On
(Chorus) Then end song.
Em* G*
Why are we so f*ucked up
D* C*
Even heavens gates have shut
Em* G*
Angels turn in shame
D* Am* G*
Knowing all they want is fame (Fame)
Em G
What happened to that day
D C
when sacrifice brought surprise
Em* D* D*
Now... every day
(Solo)
(Chorus)
G Em
Rest in peace to those who lost
D Em
in this unjust game we call life
C Am Em
for you who suffer with reticule and strife
D Em C
I hope you realize were anything but safe
Em G
In this place we call our home
D Em*
Hope you know were not alone
C*
were not alone
Em G
every time we step out
D C*
we take the risk of taking the last breath
Em D Am
unpredictable, tragedies, growing old
C*
but never free
(Break Down)
Em*
As time trickles down
C*
the jagged glass edge
D*
of our crooked cold past
Em*
thoughts rattle in my head
G*
were all just shot down angels
Em*
and some will never live
G*
to push on healing
C*
repair the broken seams
Em*
and taste the golden dreams
D*
in our fathers eye
Em* D* Em*
But we've all got to die...die
G D Em
But.. Im moving On....On...On
(Chorus) Then end song.
Diss God
DISSY
Distant Cousins (...)
Distemper
Distorsion
Divide the Day
Divided By Frida (...)
Divine
Divine Brown
Divine Fits