Biografía:
The Dangerous Summer es una banda de Rock Alternativo originaria de Ellicott City, Maryland formada en 2006, año en el cual escribirían su primer EP llamado "There Is No Such Thing as Science" capturando la atención de varias discográficas entre las cuales se encontraba 'Hopeless Records' con quienes luego decidirían firmar contrato.
En Abril de 2007 la banda reprodujo y re-lanzó su debut EP junto con nuevas canciones bajo el nombre de "If You Could Only Keep Me Alive".
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¡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!
A few notes:
1. It can be played in Bb or with a capo on 3 in G Major. If you're playing with a capo
and don't know any transposition follow the chart.
Bb, play G major
F, play D major
Gm, play E minor
Eb, play C major
Eb/D, play C/B
2. I prefer to play a Fsus4 instead of an F, but it's personal taste.
---[Intro]---
Bb F Gm Eb x2
---[Verse]---
[Pretty Much Repeat F Eb to Gm the whole verse, except for the last time play F to Eb.
Look below for timing]
F Eb
I was starting to shake
Gm
From the days I've been up
There's a lot on my plate
F Eb
And the ones I loved stopped answering
Gm
They left me to find my self
In my own hate
F Eb Gm
I work all alone with a cynical taste
And the day I get out
F
Is the day I'll be made
Eb
I was cut out of stone
Gm
And carved with a blade
F
Head down with all of my hardships
Eb
There's nothing too strong
Gm
That I cant face
F
Don't stop 'till you finally have it
Eb
It should be more like a habit
---[Chorus]---
[Repeat Bb F Gm to Eb the whole Chorus, see below for timing]
Bb
Come down,
F
All the fighting's over
Gm Eb
I let you breathe your own air
Bb F Gm
I will set my arms down in a corner
Eb
When I turn around
Bb F
You will tell me how you're up now
Gm
From your dream of clovers
Eb
Said, "not a thing will compare
Bb F Gm
To the sense you give me, and disorder
Eb
When you turn around
F
And I can't breathe"
---[Verse]---
[This verse is kind of wierd, it requires a little bit of memorization]
F Eb Gm Gm
F Eb Gm Gm
F Eb Gm Gm
There wasn't a trace
F
Of the war letting up
Eb
And the days went on late
Gm
I struggled
F
And I fell to solid ground
Eb
It led me to my escape
F Eb
Now here I am outside of your gate
I was hoping you could
---[Chorus]---
Bb F Gm Eb again
Come down,
All the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around
You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers
Said, "not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me, and disorder
When you turn around
And I can't breathe"
---[Bridge]---
[Listen to the song to get this part]
Eb Eb/D
Eb Eb/D Bb
Eb Eb/D
Gm
Eb Eb/D
Well, I came to say sorry
Eb Eb/D Bb
I shouldn't have left
Eb Eb/D Gm
But my bitterness got to me
Before you did
Eb Eb/D
And now I'm laying in gardens
Eb Eb/D Bb
Where we start over again
Eb Eb/D Gm
I know that you got me
And this is it
Eb Eb/D
Eb Eb/D
[Chorus]
Repeat Bb F Gm Eb. End on Bb.
Come down,
All the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around
You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers
Said, "not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me, and disorder
When you turn around
And I can't breathe"
1. It can be played in Bb or with a capo on 3 in G Major. If you're playing with a capo
and don't know any transposition follow the chart.
Bb, play G major
F, play D major
Gm, play E minor
Eb, play C major
Eb/D, play C/B
2. I prefer to play a Fsus4 instead of an F, but it's personal taste.
---[Intro]---
Bb F Gm Eb x2
---[Verse]---
[Pretty Much Repeat F Eb to Gm the whole verse, except for the last time play F to Eb.
Look below for timing]
F Eb
I was starting to shake
Gm
From the days I've been up
There's a lot on my plate
F Eb
And the ones I loved stopped answering
Gm
They left me to find my self
In my own hate
F Eb Gm
I work all alone with a cynical taste
And the day I get out
F
Is the day I'll be made
Eb
I was cut out of stone
Gm
And carved with a blade
F
Head down with all of my hardships
Eb
There's nothing too strong
Gm
That I cant face
F
Don't stop 'till you finally have it
Eb
It should be more like a habit
---[Chorus]---
[Repeat Bb F Gm to Eb the whole Chorus, see below for timing]
Bb
Come down,
F
All the fighting's over
Gm Eb
I let you breathe your own air
Bb F Gm
I will set my arms down in a corner
Eb
When I turn around
Bb F
You will tell me how you're up now
Gm
From your dream of clovers
Eb
Said, "not a thing will compare
Bb F Gm
To the sense you give me, and disorder
Eb
When you turn around
F
And I can't breathe"
---[Verse]---
[This verse is kind of wierd, it requires a little bit of memorization]
F Eb Gm Gm
F Eb Gm Gm
F Eb Gm Gm
There wasn't a trace
F
Of the war letting up
Eb
And the days went on late
Gm
I struggled
F
And I fell to solid ground
Eb
It led me to my escape
F Eb
Now here I am outside of your gate
I was hoping you could
---[Chorus]---
Bb F Gm Eb again
Come down,
All the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around
You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers
Said, "not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me, and disorder
When you turn around
And I can't breathe"
---[Bridge]---
[Listen to the song to get this part]
Eb Eb/D
Eb Eb/D Bb
Eb Eb/D
Gm
Eb Eb/D
Well, I came to say sorry
Eb Eb/D Bb
I shouldn't have left
Eb Eb/D Gm
But my bitterness got to me
Before you did
Eb Eb/D
And now I'm laying in gardens
Eb Eb/D Bb
Where we start over again
Eb Eb/D Gm
I know that you got me
And this is it
Eb Eb/D
Eb Eb/D
[Chorus]
Repeat Bb F Gm Eb. End on Bb.
Come down,
All the fighting's over
I let you breathe your own air
I will set my arms down in a corner
When I turn around
You will tell me how you're up now
From your dream of clovers
Said, "not a thing will compare
To the sense you give me, and disorder
When you turn around
And I can't breathe"
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