Biografia:
Death Cab for Cutie é uma banda indie rock de Bellingham, Washington, que começou como um projeto-solo de Ben Gibbard. Como Death Cab for Cutie, ele lançou um cassete, chamado "You Can Play These Songs with Chords", que foi produzido por ele mesmo.
Inicialmente, durante esse tempo, Death Cab era apenas Gibbard, mas Chris Walla (que entrou na produção de todos os álbuns posteriores, deixando a banda em Agosto de 2014) e Nicholas Harmer (que havia tocado com Ben em uma banda chamada Shed
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Outras músicas:
- A Lack Of Color
- A Lack Of Colour
- Blacking Out The Friction
- Brothers On A Hotel Bed
- Cath...
- Christmas Baby Please Come Home
- Codes And Keys
- Coney Island
- Crooked Teeth
- Follow You Into The Dark
- Forbidden Love
- Grapevine Fires
- I Will Follow You Into The Dark
- I Will Possess Your Heart
- I Will Possess Your Heart (baseline)
- Lack Of Color
- Marching Bands Of Manhattan
- Meet Me On The Equinox
- Photobooth
- Someday You Will Be Loved
- Soul Meets Body
- Stable Song
- Stay Young, Go Dancing
- Talking Bird
- Talking Bird-demo
- The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
- The Ice Is Getting Thinner
- Tiny Vessels
- Title And Registration
- Title And Registration (transposed)
- Transatlanticism
- Underneath The Sycamore
- What Sarah Said
- When We Drive
- You Are A Tourist
- Your Heart Is An Empty Room
- Cath…
- Lightness
- You Can Do Better Than Me
- 405
- 60 And Punk
- A Diamond And A Tether
- A Movie Script Ending
- All Is Full Of Love
- Army Corps Of Architects
- Autumn Love
- Bad Reputation
- Bend To Squares
- Binary Sea
- Bixby Canyon Bridge
- Black Sun
- Broken Yolk In Western Sky
- Brother On A Hotel Bed
- Cath
- Champagne From A Paper Cup
- Company Calls Epilogue
- Death Of An Interior Decorator
- Debate Exposes Doubt
- Diamond And A Tether
- Different Names For The Same Things
- Doors Unlocked And Open
- Dream Is Over
- Earth Angel
- El Dorado
- Everythings A Ceiling
- Expo 86
- Fake Frowns
- Gold Rush
- Good Help Is So Hard To Find
- Hold No Guns
- Home Is A Fire
- I Dreamt We Spoke Again
- I Was A Kaleidoscope
- I Was Once A Loyal Lover
- I Will Posses Your Heart
- Information Travels Faster
- Ingenue
- Jealousy Rides With Me
- Line Of Best Fit
- Little Bribes
- Little Wanderer
- Lowell Ma
- Million Dollar Loan
- Monday Morning
- My Mirror Speaks
- Near Far
- New Year
- No Joy In Mudville
- No Room In Frame
- No Sunlight
- Northern Lights
- Passenger Seat
- Pictures In An Exhibition
- Plans
- Portable Television
- Scientist Studies
- Some Boys
- Song For Kelly Huckaby
- Sound Of Settling
- St Peters Cathedral
- Start Again
- Stay Young Go Dancing
- Steadier Footing
- Styrofoam Plates
- Summer Skin
- Summer Years
- Talking Like Turnstiles
- The Ghosts Of Beverly Drive
- The Sound Of Settling
- This Temporary Life
- Tomorrow
- Tv Trays
- Unobstructed Views
- Wait
- We Looked Like Giants
- Why Youd Want To Live Here
- You Moved Away
- You Remind Me Of Home
- Your Hurricane
- Your New Twin Sized Bed
- Youve Haunted Me All My Life
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!
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Intro.
F#m A Asus2 A
E A C#m C#m
E A C#m C#m
Verse 1.
E A C#m
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
E A C#m
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
E A C#m
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
Chorus.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
E A C#m A E A C#m
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
B Bsus2
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
B
I am waiting for familiar resolve.
E A C#m C#m
E A C#m
Verse 2.
E A C#m
Sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect
E A C#m
The twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
E A C#m
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
E A C#m
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself
Chorus.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
B Bsus2
I am waiting for something to wrong
B A
I am waiting for familiar resolve
C#m C#sus4
I am waiting for another repeat
B
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
B
And I am waiting for that sense of relief
B
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
C#m
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
B
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
Bridge.
B E A E B E A B E
E
And it's strange
F#m
They are basically the same
A E
So I don't ask names anymore.
Verse 3.
E A C#m
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
E A C#m
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
E A C#m
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
E A C#m E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
Outro.
E A C#m E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
E A C#m C#m E A C#m C#m
A
A
Intro.
F#m A Asus2 A
E A C#m C#m
E A C#m C#m
Verse 1.
E A C#m
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
E A C#m
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
E A C#m
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
Chorus.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
E A C#m A E A C#m
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
B Bsus2
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
B
I am waiting for familiar resolve.
E A C#m C#m
E A C#m
Verse 2.
E A C#m
Sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect
E A C#m
The twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
E A C#m
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
E A C#m
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself
Chorus.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
E A C#m A E A C#m A
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
B Bsus2
I am waiting for something to wrong
B A
I am waiting for familiar resolve
C#m C#sus4
I am waiting for another repeat
B
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
B
And I am waiting for that sense of relief
B
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
C#m
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
B
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
Bridge.
B E A E B E A B E
E
And it's strange
F#m
They are basically the same
A E
So I don't ask names anymore.
Verse 3.
E A C#m
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
E A C#m
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
E A C#m
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
E A C#m E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
Outro.
E A C#m E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
E A C#m
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
E A C#m C#m E A C#m C#m
A
A
Debarge
Debbie Gibson
Debby Boone
Debi Nova
December Avenue