Biografía:
Surgidos en Denton, Texas, pero radicados desde hace ya algunos años en Nueva York, Andrew Savage, Austin Brown, Sean Yeaton y Max Savage, irrumpieron en el albor de la segunda década del siglo con una idea tan alocada como básica. Indie rock de guitarras ruidosas envuelto en un celofán de post-punk que cautivó rápidamente el oído de los más nostálgicos.
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Otras canciones:
- Berlin Got Blurry
- Black And White
- Borrowed Time
- Captive Of The Sun
- College Chess Circuit
- Content Nausea
- Disney Pt
- Free Ice
- Freebird Ii
- Human Performance
- Keep It Even
- Light Up Gold Ii
- Mardi Gras Beads
- N Dakota
- No Ideas
- No No No
- One Man No City
- Outside
- Paraphrased
- Pathos Prairie
- Picture Of Health
- Pretty Machines
- Square States
- Steady On My Mind
- Sunbathing Animal
- Tenderness
- These Boots
- Total Football
- Uncast Shadow Of A Southern Myth
- What Color Is Blood
¡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!
Chords:
xx356x - F5
x323xx - C7no5
x5546x - G7/D
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
What color is blood? Still the same that it was
Is it still good for what it does? Bleeding
'Cause I've been needing a new vein line
Going from my guts to my heart, to my mind, yeah
What's sharp as a knife, followed me all my life?
Waits, never rests, 'til it eats me alive
Snarlin', darling I don't fear nothing
Gushing, I can hear myself leak
I'm roaming outside of the signal
Where it slips in and out, yeah
Charges apply but your heart beats louder,
Beyond the dominion of doubt
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
How does agency built in a life unfulfilled?
Tanned, slow and low in the amines of guilt
Hung, stretched, beaten and dried like skin
Smooth, new and shiny, but so paper thin, yeah
What tastes like betrayal, gazes naked and pale?
Sneaks into you like it got outta jail
The blues creeping down you from your head to your tail
The kind that don't let you sing along, yeah
I'm listening to a different station
Frequent on a different band
Slightly harder to find but worth tuning and time
You won't touch that dial again
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
~solo~
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Yeah, excuse me, excuse me as I slip on out
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me, Excuse me as I slip on out
F5 C7no5 G7/D
Yeah, what color is blood
xx356x - F5
x323xx - C7no5
x5546x - G7/D
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
What color is blood? Still the same that it was
Is it still good for what it does? Bleeding
'Cause I've been needing a new vein line
Going from my guts to my heart, to my mind, yeah
What's sharp as a knife, followed me all my life?
Waits, never rests, 'til it eats me alive
Snarlin', darling I don't fear nothing
Gushing, I can hear myself leak
I'm roaming outside of the signal
Where it slips in and out, yeah
Charges apply but your heart beats louder,
Beyond the dominion of doubt
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
How does agency built in a life unfulfilled?
Tanned, slow and low in the amines of guilt
Hung, stretched, beaten and dried like skin
Smooth, new and shiny, but so paper thin, yeah
What tastes like betrayal, gazes naked and pale?
Sneaks into you like it got outta jail
The blues creeping down you from your head to your tail
The kind that don't let you sing along, yeah
I'm listening to a different station
Frequent on a different band
Slightly harder to find but worth tuning and time
You won't touch that dial again
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
~solo~
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me as I slip on out
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Yeah, excuse me, excuse me as I slip on out
F5 - C7no5
G7/D
Excuse me, Excuse me as I slip on out
F5 C7no5 G7/D
Yeah, what color is blood
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