Biografía:
Badflower is an American rock band founded in Los Angeles, California. The band is composed of singer/guitarist Josh Katz, lead guitarist Joey Morrow, bass guitarist Alex Espiritu and drummer Anthony Sonetti. The band is signed to Big Machine John Varvatos Records and was named Artist of the Week by Apple Music after the release of their EP Temper in 2016. Their debut studio album, titled OK, I'm Sick, was released on February 22, 2019.
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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] Palm-Muted
N.C.
I can't feel my toes or my fingertips
N.C.
My chest is pounding so fast I can't keep up with it
N.C.
I'm losing it, fuck, and I just want to quit
N.C.
And I'm clenching my face and and I'm touching my dick
C#m
I need a fix ana fix ana I'm sick of this
E C#m
Showing people my tricks and my tics
Ana judging me
E C#m
Judging my fucking sex ANA x ANA x
E C#m
And I'm faking just to stay in my body
I get nervous, I can't fucking stand it
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x4)
[Verse] Palm-Muted
G C#m
Well if thats what they're giving me
G C#m
The pills are my necessity now
G C#m
You won't fix my attitude
G C#m
Cause ana does it better than you
(ana does it better)
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x2)
[Chorus]
E F#
Ana you save my soul
G F#
Can you let me have my heart fall in it
[Instrumental]
N.C.
Yea-hah
C#m G (x4)
G C#m (x3)
G
[Verse] Palm-Muted
C#m
Ok I'm sick
E C#m
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor
E C#m
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger
E
It's the kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti
C#m E
It's the kind of sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy
G C#m
The kind of sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus
G
The kind of sickness that turns your power into weakness
C#m G
I'm sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness
C#m G
And I'm living a sick life that most people call privilege
C#m N.C.
And they're kinda right but I'm still sicker than I can cope with
[Chorus]
E F#
Ana you save my soul
G F# C#m
Can you let me have my heart fall in it
G C#m
I suffer for a living
G E
There has to be a limit
F#
You know i love you so
G F#
But thats what I've been given
C#m A
Ana (want you save my soul)
C#m A
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
C#m A
Ana (want you save my soul)
C#m A
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
[Bridge] Palm-Mutes
N.C.
Showtime
N.C.
Got a lump in my throat
N.C.
I forgot how to breathe
N.C.
Only know how to choke
N.C.
And all these people are waiting
N.C.
To see the kid with the rage
N.C.
But I'm afraid he might collapse before he gets to the stage
C#m
I need x ANA x
E
Help me bury my thoughts
C#m
And all the pressure I've suffered
E
To be someone that I'm not
C#m
I'm shaking a lot
E
(hey don't fuck up tonight it's your only shot)
C#m E
Ready or ready or ready or not
N.C.
It's a party
[Chorus]
E A
You know I love you so
E A
Ana you saved my soul
C#m A
Ana (two pills coming up let's go)
C#m A
Ana (don't make me lose control)
E A
You know I love you so
E A
Ana you save my soul
C#m A
Ana (two pills coming up let's go)
C#m A
Ana (don't make me lose control)
N.C.
(ana) okay the song is over now (ana) but I'm not ready to go
N.C.
(ana) this is the shit that happens when i stay awake for days at home (ana)
N.C.
Hey! wanna see what happens when I mix xanax, blow and a MacBook Pro?
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x4)
[Chorus]
C#m A
Ana (four pills coming up lets go)
C#m A
Ana (too late to save my soul
C#m A
Ana (chew it up chew it up lets go)
C#m A
Ana (coming up coming up lets go)
E A
Ana you save my soul (my soul)
E A
Suffer for a living, has to be a limit
E A E
You know I love you so (you so)
A
My anxiety traps me like a prison
C#m A
Thats what they're giving me
C#m A
The drugs are a necessity
(I can't live without you)
C#m A
You won't fix my attitude
Ana does it better
F# G N.C.
Ana you make me slow down
N.C. G
Joey's gonna hate this
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m
Don't make me lose control
G F# E
N.C.
Ana
N.C.
I can't feel my toes or my fingertips
N.C.
My chest is pounding so fast I can't keep up with it
N.C.
I'm losing it, fuck, and I just want to quit
N.C.
And I'm clenching my face and and I'm touching my dick
C#m
I need a fix ana fix ana I'm sick of this
E C#m
Showing people my tricks and my tics
Ana judging me
E C#m
Judging my fucking sex ANA x ANA x
E C#m
And I'm faking just to stay in my body
I get nervous, I can't fucking stand it
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x4)
[Verse] Palm-Muted
G C#m
Well if thats what they're giving me
G C#m
The pills are my necessity now
G C#m
You won't fix my attitude
G C#m
Cause ana does it better than you
(ana does it better)
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x2)
[Chorus]
E F#
Ana you save my soul
G F#
Can you let me have my heart fall in it
[Instrumental]
N.C.
Yea-hah
C#m G (x4)
G C#m (x3)
G
[Verse] Palm-Muted
C#m
Ok I'm sick
E C#m
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor
E C#m
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger
E
It's the kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti
C#m E
It's the kind of sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy
G C#m
The kind of sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus
G
The kind of sickness that turns your power into weakness
C#m G
I'm sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness
C#m G
And I'm living a sick life that most people call privilege
C#m N.C.
And they're kinda right but I'm still sicker than I can cope with
[Chorus]
E F#
Ana you save my soul
G F# C#m
Can you let me have my heart fall in it
G C#m
I suffer for a living
G E
There has to be a limit
F#
You know i love you so
G F#
But thats what I've been given
C#m A
Ana (want you save my soul)
C#m A
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
C#m A
Ana (want you save my soul)
C#m A
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
[Bridge] Palm-Mutes
N.C.
Showtime
N.C.
Got a lump in my throat
N.C.
I forgot how to breathe
N.C.
Only know how to choke
N.C.
And all these people are waiting
N.C.
To see the kid with the rage
N.C.
But I'm afraid he might collapse before he gets to the stage
C#m
I need x ANA x
E
Help me bury my thoughts
C#m
And all the pressure I've suffered
E
To be someone that I'm not
C#m
I'm shaking a lot
E
(hey don't fuck up tonight it's your only shot)
C#m E
Ready or ready or ready or not
N.C.
It's a party
[Chorus]
E A
You know I love you so
E A
Ana you saved my soul
C#m A
Ana (two pills coming up let's go)
C#m A
Ana (don't make me lose control)
E A
You know I love you so
E A
Ana you save my soul
C#m A
Ana (two pills coming up let's go)
C#m A
Ana (don't make me lose control)
N.C.
(ana) okay the song is over now (ana) but I'm not ready to go
N.C.
(ana) this is the shit that happens when i stay awake for days at home (ana)
N.C.
Hey! wanna see what happens when I mix xanax, blow and a MacBook Pro?
[Instrumental]
G C#m (x4)
[Chorus]
C#m A
Ana (four pills coming up lets go)
C#m A
Ana (too late to save my soul
C#m A
Ana (chew it up chew it up lets go)
C#m A
Ana (coming up coming up lets go)
E A
Ana you save my soul (my soul)
E A
Suffer for a living, has to be a limit
E A E
You know I love you so (you so)
A
My anxiety traps me like a prison
C#m A
Thats what they're giving me
C#m A
The drugs are a necessity
(I can't live without you)
C#m A
You won't fix my attitude
Ana does it better
F# G N.C.
Ana you make me slow down
N.C. G
Joey's gonna hate this
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m G
Ana does it better
C#m
Don't make me lose control
G F# E
N.C.
Ana
Bajm
Bajo Tierra
Bakar
Bakermat
Balance And Comp (...)
Band Aid
Band Of Horses
Band Of Skulls
Banda Do Mar
Banda El Recodo