Biografía:
A norte-americana Julien Rose Baker, nascida em 29 de setembro de 1995 em Memphis, Tennessee, começou a se integrar à cena da música com sua banda de faculdade, chamada Forrister. Paralelamente, ela começou a escrever suas proprias canções.
Em 2014, Julien Baker lançou um EP pelo site Bandcamp. Seu álbum de estreia, 'Sprained Ankle', saiu em 2015, chamando atenção de sites especializados em música pop, como Stereogum, Billboard e Pitchfork.
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Otras canciones:
- Rejoice
- Appointments
- Ballad Of Big Nothing
- Blacktop
- Brittle Boned
- Claws In Your Back
- Decorated Lawns
- Distant Solar Systems
- Even
- Everybody Does
- Everything That Helps You Sleep
- Funeral Pyre
- Go Home
- Good News
- Hurt Less
- Ketchum Id
- Red Door
- Shadowboxing
- Something
- Sour Breath
- Sprained Ankle
- Televangelist
- Turn Out The Lights
- Vessels
- Whenever Im Alone
¡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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I went walking again
F#m C#m A
I'll go out and forget to tell any of my friends where I'm going
E F#m C#m
I'm just drunk on the side of the road in a ditch when you find me –
A
I wanna go home, but I'm sick
E F#m C#m A
There's more whiskey than blood in my veins
C#m
More tar than air in my lungs
A
The strung out call I make
E F
Burned down on the edge of the highway
C#m A
"I'm sorry for asking, but please, come take me home"
E F#m C#m A
E
I quit talking again
F#m C#m A
But I know you're still listening to see if I sleep or I pierce my skin
E F#m
Needles to the worn out rags
C#m A
The folds in my arms, the sickening black
E F#m
And I haven't been taking my meds
C#m A
Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed
E F#m
Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared
C#m A
Cause I'm alone again and I don't like the things I see
E F#m
And I haven't been taking my meds
C#m A
Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed
E F#m
Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared again
C#m A
And make my insides clean with your kitchen bleach
E F#m C#m A
But I've kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me
E F#m
And I know my body is just dirty clothes;
C#m A
I'm tired of washing my hands
E
God, I wanna go home
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E
I went walking again
F#m C#m A
I'll go out and forget to tell any of my friends where I'm going
E F#m C#m
I'm just drunk on the side of the road in a ditch when you find me –
A
I wanna go home, but I'm sick
E F#m C#m A
There's more whiskey than blood in my veins
C#m
More tar than air in my lungs
A
The strung out call I make
E F
Burned down on the edge of the highway
C#m A
"I'm sorry for asking, but please, come take me home"
E F#m C#m A
E
I quit talking again
F#m C#m A
But I know you're still listening to see if I sleep or I pierce my skin
E F#m
Needles to the worn out rags
C#m A
The folds in my arms, the sickening black
E F#m
And I haven't been taking my meds
C#m A
Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed
E F#m
Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared
C#m A
Cause I'm alone again and I don't like the things I see
E F#m
And I haven't been taking my meds
C#m A
Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed
E F#m
Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared again
C#m A
And make my insides clean with your kitchen bleach
E F#m C#m A
But I've kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me
E F#m
And I know my body is just dirty clothes;
C#m A
I'm tired of washing my hands
E
God, I wanna go home
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