Biografía:
Slothrust is a jazz-influenced grunge project consisting of guitarist/vocalist Leah Wellbaum, bassist Kyle Bann, and drummer Will Gorin. Jazz and blues graduates of Sarah Lawrence College, the three gravitate toward music that is heavy and full of lyrical grit, dynamically fusing the rawness of the 90s with contemporary edge.
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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!
[Verse 1]
A
Drink seltzer, smoke weed
F#m
When you can't sleep
A
Think about shooting birds
F#m
Everyone has got a violent streak
Bm
I think my face looks like glass
D F
But my body feels plastic
[Verse 2]
A
Melt me into a bottle
F#m
I wish that I was a baby
Bm
Sucking on myself
D
Boogie down to the water
Dm F
I thought that maybe
A
I could be the lake's daughter
F#m
Because I float like an infant
Inside of it
Bm D
Weightless in the lake
F G# E
It's got nothing to take from me
[Solo]
Am A F#m
A F#m
B E D F
[Verse 3]
A
I feel like a child
F#m
Hiding behind your tombstone
Bm
But the graveyard's not lonely
D
Plus, who doesn't love
Bm
A good cemetery
[Bridge]
Am A
Am A G
G F#m Am
A Am A
F#m D Bm
D Dm F
A D F
G#
[Verse 4]
A
I feel like a fetus
F#m
Because my eyes are not open
Bm
And I don't have fingernails
D
Can't claw my way out of anyone
Bm
Or anything
[Verse 5]
A
Help me under the water
F#m
My lungs are filling with plankton
Bm
But the lake is not lonely
D Bm
No need for you to come with me
A
Drink seltzer, smoke weed
F#m
When you can't sleep
A
Think about shooting birds
F#m
Everyone has got a violent streak
Bm
I think my face looks like glass
D F
But my body feels plastic
[Verse 2]
A
Melt me into a bottle
F#m
I wish that I was a baby
Bm
Sucking on myself
D
Boogie down to the water
Dm F
I thought that maybe
A
I could be the lake's daughter
F#m
Because I float like an infant
Inside of it
Bm D
Weightless in the lake
F G# E
It's got nothing to take from me
[Solo]
Am A F#m
A F#m
B E D F
[Verse 3]
A
I feel like a child
F#m
Hiding behind your tombstone
Bm
But the graveyard's not lonely
D
Plus, who doesn't love
Bm
A good cemetery
[Bridge]
Am A
Am A G
G F#m Am
A Am A
F#m D Bm
D Dm F
A D F
G#
[Verse 4]
A
I feel like a fetus
F#m
Because my eyes are not open
Bm
And I don't have fingernails
D
Can't claw my way out of anyone
Bm
Or anything
[Verse 5]
A
Help me under the water
F#m
My lungs are filling with plankton
Bm
But the lake is not lonely
D Bm
No need for you to come with me
Slow Leaves
Slow Moving Mill (...)
Slow Runner
Slowblow
Slowcoaster
Sly Fox
Sly Withers
Smak
Small Black
Small Crush