Biografía:
The Swellers es un conjunto de punk rock norteamericano formado en 2002 en Fenton, Míchigan.
Su música se ve influenciada por grupos de punk rock melódicos, así como rock alternativo y rock indie de los años '90.
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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!
CAPO ON 1ST FRET
G G F#m Bm
G G F#m Bm
G F#m Bm
This is for an audience of one at a time,
G A G
so I'll sing it straight, I'll sing it loud.
G F#m
Don't keep it a secret, keep it elite.
Bm G A G
If only all your friends could see me now.
Bm G
How important are the words?
D
In one ear, already forgot 'em.
Bm G D
So many metaphors it could sink the fucking ship.
A G F#m Bm G F#m Bm
I'll see you all at the bottom.
G F#m
If there was a shotgun blast from my bedroom
Bm G
and you were outside the window,
A G
would you see a flash, or hear the sound?
G F#m
'Cause living out our dreams has been killing me.
Bm G A G
Did you hear it die, or is there no sound when no one else is around?
Bm G
How important are the words?
D
In one ear, already forgot 'em.
Bm G D
So many metaphors it could sink the fucking ship.
A G
I'll see you all at the bottom.
F#m Bm G
I was running out of places to go.
F#m Bm
I was running out
F#m G F#m G
of reasons to stay away from here again, but it isn't over yet.
F#m G
Was it worth it, then? Well, it sometimes can be.
F#m Em G
It's hard to see, but I think you're still my friends.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
G G F#m Bm
G G F#m Bm
G F#m Bm
This is for an audience of one at a time,
G A G
so I'll sing it straight, I'll sing it loud.
G F#m
Don't keep it a secret, keep it elite.
Bm G A G
If only all your friends could see me now.
Bm G
How important are the words?
D
In one ear, already forgot 'em.
Bm G D
So many metaphors it could sink the fucking ship.
A G F#m Bm G F#m Bm
I'll see you all at the bottom.
G F#m
If there was a shotgun blast from my bedroom
Bm G
and you were outside the window,
A G
would you see a flash, or hear the sound?
G F#m
'Cause living out our dreams has been killing me.
Bm G A G
Did you hear it die, or is there no sound when no one else is around?
Bm G
How important are the words?
D
In one ear, already forgot 'em.
Bm G D
So many metaphors it could sink the fucking ship.
A G
I'll see you all at the bottom.
F#m Bm G
I was running out of places to go.
F#m Bm
I was running out
F#m G F#m G
of reasons to stay away from here again, but it isn't over yet.
F#m G
Was it worth it, then? Well, it sometimes can be.
F#m Em G
It's hard to see, but I think you're still my friends.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
D A G
I'd miss my bed, but I can't remember how it feels compared to yours or any other but
Bm A G A G
thank you for letting me into your home. I was running out of places to go.
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