Biografia:
Dads was an American emo band originating out of Piscataway, NJ. The group consisted of John Bradley (drums, vocals) and Scott Scharinger (guitar, vocals), with Ryan Azada (bass) joining a couple of months before their break up in June 2015.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Not perfect but good for just strumming and singing acoustically. You can replace the B minor with a D.
[Intro]
D A G Bm A x2
[Verse 1]
D
There is a chest
Of skin, of drawers
A
With pictures of waterspouts
G Bm A
Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland
D
Where you once lived
Before
A
When you were younger
Before
G Bm A
You learned how to hope, want, or wish
D A G Bm A
[Verse 2]
D A
Your step became unsteady once
Even more
G Bm
Every time you would stand on shrapnel
A D
Under your feet
A
There was a growth under your skin
An addition of pride
G Bm A
For your newfound wasteland
[Verse 3]
D
A
But even worse
G
The future you see
The future you bring
Bm A D
The future you are completely okay with
I could wait up sick
A
Waiting for a response
G
I could wait up, waiting for anything
Bm A
And it’s something that you’re completely okay with
[Chorus 1]
D
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 4]
A
Tell me, tell me, Miranda
G
Where do you see yourself tomorrow?
Do you worry each Wednesday
Bm A
When the week is almost over
D
Where you will sleep
A
Where you will sleep
G
Your sanctuary is Missouri in May
Bm A
And I still insist on cutting my tongue off
[Chorus 2]
D
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 5]
A
I will not speak of the crash
G
Cause if it is never spoken of
Bm A
Then history will never know it happened
D
If it is never written about
A
Then no one can ever read it
G
If it is never talked about
Bm A
Then no one can ever hear it
D
Then no one can ever hear it
A G Bm A
Then no one can ever hear it
[Verse 6]
D A
Do we know the truths of every broken step?
G
Only if it's told
Bm
Forgotten when it's old
A D
Undesired and cold
A G Bm A
There is no story to be told
[Bridge]
D A G Bm A
We'll say (repeated)
[Instrumental]
D A G Bm A
D
[Coda/verse 7]
We'll say
A
We'll meet up in some hotel room
G
Be it fancy or pay by the hour
Bm A
And we'll comfort each other
D
Like we used to in our time
A
You'll say it'll be just like the old days
G
But it won't be the fucking old days
Bm A
No it won't be the fucking old days
D
Only now with our broken parts
A G
Our overused and torn up pieces
Bm
Will it be better than before?
A D
Will it be better than before?
A
Do we thank our practice with others
G
Or will it be tarnished by exact thought?
Bm A
Will it be better than before?
D
Will it be better than before?
A G Bm A
Will it be better than before?
D
[Intro]
D A G Bm A x2
[Verse 1]
D
There is a chest
Of skin, of drawers
A
With pictures of waterspouts
G Bm A
Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland
D
Where you once lived
Before
A
When you were younger
Before
G Bm A
You learned how to hope, want, or wish
D A G Bm A
[Verse 2]
D A
Your step became unsteady once
Even more
G Bm
Every time you would stand on shrapnel
A D
Under your feet
A
There was a growth under your skin
An addition of pride
G Bm A
For your newfound wasteland
[Verse 3]
D
A
But even worse
G
The future you see
The future you bring
Bm A D
The future you are completely okay with
I could wait up sick
A
Waiting for a response
G
I could wait up, waiting for anything
Bm A
And it’s something that you’re completely okay with
[Chorus 1]
D
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 4]
A
Tell me, tell me, Miranda
G
Where do you see yourself tomorrow?
Do you worry each Wednesday
Bm A
When the week is almost over
D
Where you will sleep
A
Where you will sleep
G
Your sanctuary is Missouri in May
Bm A
And I still insist on cutting my tongue off
[Chorus 2]
D
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
A G
You've been standing outside of my apartment
Bm A D
With your mouth open wide, and I haven't heard enough of it
[Verse 5]
A
I will not speak of the crash
G
Cause if it is never spoken of
Bm A
Then history will never know it happened
D
If it is never written about
A
Then no one can ever read it
G
If it is never talked about
Bm A
Then no one can ever hear it
D
Then no one can ever hear it
A G Bm A
Then no one can ever hear it
[Verse 6]
D A
Do we know the truths of every broken step?
G
Only if it's told
Bm
Forgotten when it's old
A D
Undesired and cold
A G Bm A
There is no story to be told
[Bridge]
D A G Bm A
We'll say (repeated)
[Instrumental]
D A G Bm A
D
[Coda/verse 7]
We'll say
A
We'll meet up in some hotel room
G
Be it fancy or pay by the hour
Bm A
And we'll comfort each other
D
Like we used to in our time
A
You'll say it'll be just like the old days
G
But it won't be the fucking old days
Bm A
No it won't be the fucking old days
D
Only now with our broken parts
A G
Our overused and torn up pieces
Bm
Will it be better than before?
A D
Will it be better than before?
A
Do we thank our practice with others
G
Or will it be tarnished by exact thought?
Bm A
Will it be better than before?
D
Will it be better than before?
A G Bm A
Will it be better than before?
D
DAGames
Daggermouth
Daggy Man
Dagny
Dagobert