Biografía:
The Flatliners es una banda de punk rock de Toronto, Ontario, Canadá. Desde su formación en 2002, han sido una influencia creciente en la escena de punk/ska en el Área Metropolitana de Toronto. Actualmente, graban para el sello discográfico Fat Wreck Chords.
Discos
2002 Demo
2005 Destroy to Create
2007 The Great Awake
2010 Cavalcade
2013 Dead Language
Chris Cresswell (Guitarra, Voz), Scott Brigham (Guitarra), Jon Darbey (Bajo) y Paul Ramirez (Batería)
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Otras canciones:
- Arrhythmic Palpitations
- Birds Of England
- Carry The Banner
- Seven Drunken Nights
- Ashes Away
- Count Your Bruises
- Daggers
- Eulogy
- Fireball
- Hang My Head
- He Was A Jazzman
- Liver Alone
- Mastering The Worlds Smallest Violin
- Meanwhile In Hell
- Monumental
- Tail Feathers
- The Calming Collection
- These Words Are Like Bullets
- This Respirator
- What The Hell Happened To You
¡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!
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If it's right, enjoy. Part of the bridge is missing, I know.
F# F A
Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
If I haven't destroyed every little thing...
F# F
We could leave in the middle of the night
With the worst behind us
A
WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
F#,A/Em D
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F# F
Don't give me those sunken eyes
A G# G F#
This train is racing my heartbeat
F A
The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
G# F
Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
F#
I don't wanna die empty
A G# G
A/Em D
I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
A F#
We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
D A E
We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
F#/A/Em D
We better stop before we hurt ourselves
F#,A Em D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F#/A/Em
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
A
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet
If it's right, enjoy. Part of the bridge is missing, I know.
F# F A
Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
If I haven't destroyed every little thing...
F# F
We could leave in the middle of the night
With the worst behind us
A
WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
F#,A/Em D
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F# F
Don't give me those sunken eyes
A G# G F#
This train is racing my heartbeat
F A
The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
G# F
Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
F#
I don't wanna die empty
A G# G
A/Em D
I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
A F#
We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
D A E
We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
F#/A/Em D
We better stop before we hurt ourselves
F#,A Em D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F#/A/Em
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
A
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet
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