Biografia:
Depois de se mudar de Liverpool, sua cidade natal, para Londres, Jetta John-Hartley começou sua carreira como vocalista de apoio para Paloma Faith e CeeLo Green. Filha de uma cantora acapella e um engenheiro de som, Jetta estava envolvida na música desde pequena. Por conta de sua voz poderosa, conseguiu destaque entre as ‘session singer’ de Londres e rapidamente se lançou por conta própria, conseguindo um contrato solo com a Republic Records.
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Outras músicas:
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E
They built this city outside the walls
You and I, we stood and watched it grow
They left like kings, pawned it all
So why don't we just clean it all and go
A
And you can lay these bricks on tower tall
E
No one will think you can turn it into gold
E
So till the ceilings on the floor
We don't build the holding just to watch you fall
B A
It happens, a feeling, come on like a crescendo
B A
The moment, withstand it, bleeding against my window
E B A
Yeah, it's all mine
E B A
So baby, the street sounds, that's when I feel the wind blow
E
Let's take these tickets and pay the toll
We don't really need a car to tow home
We might not know which way to walk
But to stay here for an eternity, then no
A
When you're filling up the tank, let it overflow
E
And listen to the static on the telephone
E
There's no need to understand
Just get your things, and step outside the door
B A
It happens, a feeling, come on like a crescendo
B A
The moment, withstand it, bleeding against my window
E B A
Yeah, it's all mine
E B A
So baby, the street sounds, that's when I feel the wind blow
They built this city outside the walls
You and I, we stood and watched it grow
They left like kings, pawned it all
So why don't we just clean it all and go
A
And you can lay these bricks on tower tall
E
No one will think you can turn it into gold
E
So till the ceilings on the floor
We don't build the holding just to watch you fall
B A
It happens, a feeling, come on like a crescendo
B A
The moment, withstand it, bleeding against my window
E B A
Yeah, it's all mine
E B A
So baby, the street sounds, that's when I feel the wind blow
E
Let's take these tickets and pay the toll
We don't really need a car to tow home
We might not know which way to walk
But to stay here for an eternity, then no
A
When you're filling up the tank, let it overflow
E
And listen to the static on the telephone
E
There's no need to understand
Just get your things, and step outside the door
B A
It happens, a feeling, come on like a crescendo
B A
The moment, withstand it, bleeding against my window
E B A
Yeah, it's all mine
E B A
So baby, the street sounds, that's when I feel the wind blow
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