Biografia:
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!
D A E
A
Do you belong to a song?
D
Does it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs?
A E
Are you drunk? Have you been drinking?
A
Do you below the overpass go?
D
With the filth in your fist reminiscing the kiss of a love
A E
That just didn't love as much as you did
F#m E A
But please don't give up dear walls
D E F#m
Don't let the ceiling fall
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
A
Shrill notes begin the grim violin
D
Then from the silence, a violence of sirens orchestrate the score
A E
To which one more corpse is left quiet
A
How we've become the hollows of drums
D
The rest between notes and the hollers that never reach throats
A E
Friends in quotes, they're not calling
F#m E A
But please don't give up dear you
D E F#m
I'll bet the sliver moon's sliding through
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
A
Do please believe however naive
D
They may drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs
A E
And belong salty eyes
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
A
Do you belong to a song?
D
Does it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs?
A E
Are you drunk? Have you been drinking?
A
Do you below the overpass go?
D
With the filth in your fist reminiscing the kiss of a love
A E
That just didn't love as much as you did
F#m E A
But please don't give up dear walls
D E F#m
Don't let the ceiling fall
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
A
Shrill notes begin the grim violin
D
Then from the silence, a violence of sirens orchestrate the score
A E
To which one more corpse is left quiet
A
How we've become the hollows of drums
D
The rest between notes and the hollers that never reach throats
A E
Friends in quotes, they're not calling
F#m E A
But please don't give up dear you
D E F#m
I'll bet the sliver moon's sliding through
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
A
Do please believe however naive
D
They may drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs
A E
And belong salty eyes
D A E
When you belong to a song, salty eyes
You belong
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