Biografia:
Julia Jacklin (born 30 August 1990) is an Australian singer-songwriter based in Sydney. Her seamless meld of dreamy indie pop and confessional alt-country invokes names like Angel Olsen, Sharon Van Etten, and Caitlin Rose, Julia Jacklin was raised in a family of educators in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales. Upon discovering Britney Spears at the age of ten, and eventually Avril Lavigne and Evanescence in high school, Jacklin decided to shift her focus from a future social work to a career in music.
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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!
[Intro]
Am
[Verse]
Am
The police met the plane
They let you finish your meal
I know you like to believe it, baby
F
But you're more kid than criminal
Am
Just a boy who could not through
Get through a domestic flight
D
Without lighting up in the restroom
Got caught
F
A cloud of smoke thumb still on the light
Am
You looked so proud
Couldn't wait to call a friend
D
We had to fly back home
F
Never got the money back for that weekend
Am
Right there on the Sydney tarmac
I took my luggage down
D
I said, "I'm gonna leave you
F
I'm not a good woman when you're around"
Am
That's when the sound came in
I could finally see
D
I felt the changing of the seasons
F
All of my senses rushing back to me
Am
Go your own way
Watch me turn my own head
D
Eyes on the driver, hands in my lap
F
Heading to the city to get my body back
[Instrumental]
Am Am D F
[Verse]
Am
I remembered early days
When you took my camera
D
Turned to me
Twenty-three naked on your bed
F
Looking straight at you
Am
Do you still have that photograph?
Would you use it to hurt me?
D
Well, i guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
[Verse]
Am
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
C
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
Am
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
C
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
[Outro]
Am F C F
Am F C F
Am
[Verse]
Am
The police met the plane
They let you finish your meal
I know you like to believe it, baby
F
But you're more kid than criminal
Am
Just a boy who could not through
Get through a domestic flight
D
Without lighting up in the restroom
Got caught
F
A cloud of smoke thumb still on the light
Am
You looked so proud
Couldn't wait to call a friend
D
We had to fly back home
F
Never got the money back for that weekend
Am
Right there on the Sydney tarmac
I took my luggage down
D
I said, "I'm gonna leave you
F
I'm not a good woman when you're around"
Am
That's when the sound came in
I could finally see
D
I felt the changing of the seasons
F
All of my senses rushing back to me
Am
Go your own way
Watch me turn my own head
D
Eyes on the driver, hands in my lap
F
Heading to the city to get my body back
[Instrumental]
Am Am D F
[Verse]
Am
I remembered early days
When you took my camera
D
Turned to me
Twenty-three naked on your bed
F
Looking straight at you
Am
Do you still have that photograph?
Would you use it to hurt me?
D
Well, i guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
[Verse]
Am
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
C
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
Am
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
C
I guess it's just my life
F
And it's just my body
[Outro]
Am F C F
Am F C F
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