Biography:
In their debut album "The Best Worst-Case Scenario," Seattle rock outfit Fair unapologetically plants a foot in the present with a nod to the past while bringing a unique collection of songs to inspire listeners towards the future. Written entirely in the studio, The Best Worst-Case Scenario sessions birthed lyrically an honest examination of fear and its logical end in pain or hope. Featuring notable musician/producer Aaron Sprinkle's impassioned and sassy vocals
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Bm D G
A little says a lot when writing from across the world
Under the cover of the air
Bm D G
Open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me
Someone who's trying just to breathe
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
Pass off this trivial affair
Bm D G
That made me motion sick to be displaced in history
And separated by a stare
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
F# G F# G E
Whose intentions were not as clear as they could be
F# G F# G E
Whose reflection was not made to look like me
D G D G
D Em D Em
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
C Bm
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
A little says a lot when writing from across the world
Under the cover of the air
Bm D G
Open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me
Someone who's trying just to breathe
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
Pass off this trivial affair
Bm D G
That made me motion sick to be displaced in history
And separated by a stare
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
F# G F# G E
Whose intentions were not as clear as they could be
F# G F# G E
Whose reflection was not made to look like me
D G D G
D Em D Em
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
C Bm
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
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Fairuz
Fairweather
Fais
Fajar Merah
Fake Laugh
Fake Shark - Rea (...)
Fake?
Fakie