Biografia:
The Flatliners é uma banda canadense de punk rock formada em Richmond Hill, Ontário. Desde sua formação em 2002, a banda tem sido uma grande influência no crescente movimento punk/ska em Toronto, assim como em outras áreas da Região Metropolitana de Toronto. Atualmente a banda faz parte do casting da Fat Wreck Chords e da Stomp Records (Canadá). A banda ganhou o prêmio inaugural, anual "Best Band Ever" dado pelo Edmonton Vinyl Blog DigitalIsDead.
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Outras músicas:
- Arrhythmic Palpitations
- Birds Of England
- Carry The Banner
- Seven Drunken Nights
- Ashes Away
- Count Your Bruises
- Daggers
- Eulogy
- Fireball
- Hang My Head
- He Was A Jazzman
- Liver Alone
- Mastering The Worlds Smallest Violin
- Meanwhile In Hell
- Monumental
- Tail Feathers
- The Calming Collection
- These Words Are Like Bullets
- This Respirator
- What The Hell Happened To You
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 couldn't find this tab anywhere and have never posted one before so if it's wrong, fix
If it's right, enjoy. Part of the bridge is missing, I know.
F# F A
Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
If I haven't destroyed every little thing...
F# F
We could leave in the middle of the night
With the worst behind us
A
WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
F#,A/Em D
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F# F
Don't give me those sunken eyes
A G# G F#
This train is racing my heartbeat
F A
The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
G# F
Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
F#
I don't wanna die empty
A G# G
A/Em D
I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
A F#
We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
D A E
We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
F#/A/Em D
We better stop before we hurt ourselves
F#,A Em D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F#/A/Em
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
A
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet
If it's right, enjoy. Part of the bridge is missing, I know.
F# F A
Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
If I haven't destroyed every little thing...
F# F
We could leave in the middle of the night
With the worst behind us
A
WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
F#,A/Em D
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F# F
Don't give me those sunken eyes
A G# G F#
This train is racing my heartbeat
F A
The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
G# F
Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
F#
I don't wanna die empty
A G# G
A/Em D
I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
A F#
We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
D A E
We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
F#/A/Em D
We better stop before we hurt ourselves
F#,A Em D
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
F#/A/Em
You better stop before you hurt yourself
F#,A EM D
A
These words are bullets, have you caught one yet
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