Biografía:
Early life
Mangan was born in Smithers, British Columbia. His family moved a fair amount, residing in both the provinces of Ontario and British Columbia - and primarily in his current home town of Vancouver. Raised in a household where instruments were always available, music became an obvious pastime for Mangan and his two siblings. At sixteen, he started a band called Basement Suite with some fellow classmates and played gigs at local community centres.
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Otras canciones:
- Jeopardy
- Road Regrets
- Robots
- Sold
- The Indie Queens Are Waiting
- Basket
- About As Helpful As You Can Be Without Being Any Help At All
- About As Helpful As You Can Get Without Being Any Help At All
- Ash Babe
- Cold In The Summer
- Daffodil
- Et Les Mots Croises
- Et Les Mots Croisses
- Fabulous
- Fair Verona
- Fool For Waiting
- If I Am Dead
- Jude
- Just Fear
- Leaves Trees Forest
- Mouthpiece
- Not What You Think It Is
- Oh Fortune
- Pine For Cedars
- Post War Blues
- Race To The Bottom
- Reason To Think Aloud
- Regarding Death And Dying
- Rows Of Houses
- Set The Sail
- So Much For Everyone
- Some People
- Starts With Them
- There Is No Such Thing As Wasted Love
- Tinas Glorious Comeback
- Troubled Mind
- Whistleblower
- Xvi
- You Silly Git
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
G#m 4664XX
F# 2443XX
E 0221XX
C#m X4665X
E/G# 476XXX
F#/A# 698XXX
Capo 2nd fret
[Intro]
G#m
[Verse 1]
G#m
The disengagement of the bubble’s hypnotizing
F#
Some say below the doughy crust the beast is rising
E
We like to talk about the past
C#m
We like to talk about the past
[Verse 2]
G#m
We talk about the past like it’s the strangest dream
F#
We repeat the thing we never dreamed we’d do
E
I understand that sometimes we all must dance with fuckery
C#m
But everybody’s pissing in the well of our suffering
[Pre-Chorus 1]
G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
F#
I want to feel the pages in my skin and understand the words
E
Castrate fiction, call it circumstance
C#m
They say her wanderings are dangerous
G#m E/G#
All she wants to do is dance
F#/A# E/G#
Dance
[Chorus 1]
G#m
Question period’s
E/G#
Over, don’t you
F#/A# E/G#
Feel it, I do
[Verse 3]
G#m
You’ll be pummeled by the certainty of minions
F#
It’s a puppet show, a theatre of opinions
E
A chorus of flack
C#m
Feeder of the pack
[Verse 4]
G#m
You can hear the shaky timbre of the voices most alone
F#
Yeah it’s easier to sing within the crowd
E
Those who pretend to believe hardest might actually begin to
C#m
The nature of the bliss the warmth of ignorance gives into
[Pre-Chorus 2]
G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
F#
I want to taste resilience on my tongue and love beyond concern
E
Mass-grave subtlety, leave it for the birds
C#m
They say the world it might be dangerous
G#m
But all it seems to do is turn
[Chorus 2]
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Holding to what you’re beholden to
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G# G#m
Holding to what you’re beholden to
F# 2443XX
E 0221XX
C#m X4665X
E/G# 476XXX
F#/A# 698XXX
Capo 2nd fret
[Intro]
G#m
[Verse 1]
G#m
The disengagement of the bubble’s hypnotizing
F#
Some say below the doughy crust the beast is rising
E
We like to talk about the past
C#m
We like to talk about the past
[Verse 2]
G#m
We talk about the past like it’s the strangest dream
F#
We repeat the thing we never dreamed we’d do
E
I understand that sometimes we all must dance with fuckery
C#m
But everybody’s pissing in the well of our suffering
[Pre-Chorus 1]
G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
F#
I want to feel the pages in my skin and understand the words
E
Castrate fiction, call it circumstance
C#m
They say her wanderings are dangerous
G#m E/G#
All she wants to do is dance
F#/A# E/G#
Dance
[Chorus 1]
G#m
Question period’s
E/G#
Over, don’t you
F#/A# E/G#
Feel it, I do
[Verse 3]
G#m
You’ll be pummeled by the certainty of minions
F#
It’s a puppet show, a theatre of opinions
E
A chorus of flack
C#m
Feeder of the pack
[Verse 4]
G#m
You can hear the shaky timbre of the voices most alone
F#
Yeah it’s easier to sing within the crowd
E
Those who pretend to believe hardest might actually begin to
C#m
The nature of the bliss the warmth of ignorance gives into
[Pre-Chorus 2]
G#m
I want to breathe in all the ashes of the books they tried to burn
F#
I want to taste resilience on my tongue and love beyond concern
E
Mass-grave subtlety, leave it for the birds
C#m
They say the world it might be dangerous
G#m
But all it seems to do is turn
[Chorus 2]
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Holding to what you’re beholden to
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G#
Bitten by the hand that feeds you
(Question period’s over, don’t you feel it? I do)
G#m E/G# F#/A# E/G# G#m
Holding to what you’re beholden to
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