Biografia:
Nicole Dollanganger (nascida em 08 de setembro de 1992) é uma cantora canadense, compositora, música e artista. Nascida e criada na York Region de Ontario, Dollanganger começou a postar covers de canções e músicas no Tumblr no início de 2012. Ela escreveu e gravou seus três primeiros álbuns em seu quarto enquanto estava doente e de repouso na cama.
Em Junho de 2015 ela abriu para Lana Del Rey ao lado de Grimes no Molson Canadian Ampitheatre.
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Outras músicas:
- 700 Club
- Angels Of Porn
- Barren
- Chapel
- Coma Baby
- Iswmuomwn
- Lemonade
- Please Eat
- Sweet Girl
- Ugly
- You're So Cool
- American Tradition
- Angels Of Porn Ii
- Ball Jointed Doll Harry
- Candy Apple
- Creekside Blues Ukulele
- Dog Teeth
- Executioner
- Ghosts
- Mean
- My Baby
- My Pug
- Please Just Stay Dead
- Poachers Pride
- Rabid
- Rampage
- Tammy Faye
- True Love Cafe
- Uncle
- Valley Of The Dead
- Youre So Cool
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!
I put spaces in the lines to mimic the rhythmic pauses in the song. Hope it's good. If you really wanted
to simplify, you could omit the A chord that happens at the end of each verse line.
[Intro]
D F#m E A x2
[Verse 1]
D F#m E A
He wants to lift weights like a fighter
D F#m E A
We put the medals on the wall
D F#m E A
In the room of starving vultures
D F#m E A
Gold trophies, he got ‘em all
[Verse 2]
D F#m E A
He wants to be just like his father
D F#m E A
We play the knife game on the table
D F#m E A
I bleed to death, it doesn't matter
D F#m E A
Cuz my baby, he's still the winner
[Chorus]
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
[Verse 3]
D F#m E A
Sleep on the carpet through the night
D F#m E A
We're living off a TV dinner
D F#m E A
Hanging me up by his gold chain
D F#m E A
He used to be a hockey player
[Verse 4]
D F#m E A
I used to be a figure skater
D F#m E A
Cutting my leg with the blade
D F#m E A
In the blue and red arena
D F#m E A
Trying to pretend we're the same
[Chorus]
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
to simplify, you could omit the A chord that happens at the end of each verse line.
[Intro]
D F#m E A x2
[Verse 1]
D F#m E A
He wants to lift weights like a fighter
D F#m E A
We put the medals on the wall
D F#m E A
In the room of starving vultures
D F#m E A
Gold trophies, he got ‘em all
[Verse 2]
D F#m E A
He wants to be just like his father
D F#m E A
We play the knife game on the table
D F#m E A
I bleed to death, it doesn't matter
D F#m E A
Cuz my baby, he's still the winner
[Chorus]
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
[Verse 3]
D F#m E A
Sleep on the carpet through the night
D F#m E A
We're living off a TV dinner
D F#m E A
Hanging me up by his gold chain
D F#m E A
He used to be a hockey player
[Verse 4]
D F#m E A
I used to be a figure skater
D F#m E A
Cutting my leg with the blade
D F#m E A
In the blue and red arena
D F#m E A
Trying to pretend we're the same
[Chorus]
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should
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