Biografia:
The Receiving End of Sirens (muitas vezes abreviada TREOS) é uma banda americana de post-hardcore, vinda de Boston, Massachusetts, formada em 2003. Em 18 de março de 2008, Brendan Brown anunciou via um boletim pelo myspace, que devido às suas novas prioridades a banda estava chegando ao fim.
Integrantes:
Brendan Brown - Vocals, Bass guitar
Alex Bars - Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Nate Patterson - Lead Guitar
Andrew Cook - Drums
Brian Southall - Guitar, Keyboard
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Outras músicas:
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!
This Armistice
The Receiving End Of Sirens
note: everything in the round brackets is what sounds better with the acoustic
version.. the rest sounds better (to me, at least) with the full band.
Standard tuning!!
G.... C....
Em(Am)
Your gross fabrication of pretense could bore,
Bm(G)
Yet still I fall victim to syntax omitted, Just shy of something I could understand
Em(Am)
So blissful, I press on to the sound of the organs
C(G)
Playing their most convincing tunes As they serenade to the parade of paid-off parts
Am
And now the only thing left to discuss is
Em
The details of this armistice
G Em
We've come to this agreement...
Am
Check my vitals; the truth is vile, but vital to this cause
C
I've been held hostage; A captive of this passive shell
G/B
Give me gravity, give me clarity,
C
Give me something to rely on
Am
We're all puppets {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
We're all marionettes
C/G
We're all puppets {Tell me who's that you move for}
We're all marionettes
Em(Am)
These body parts are parts of plans, Passed by my hands
Bm(G)
My hands shake through handshakes, Forsaken by my limbs
Em(Am)
My limbs sing the hymns; The hymns of a tyrant in a crumbling pantheon
C(G)
As inhabitants will raise their fists and bid him to disarm
Am
Check my vitals; the truth is vile, but vital to this cause
C
I've been held hostage; A captive of this passive shell
G
Give me gravity, give me clarity,
C
Give me something to rely on
Em (Am)
We're all puppets {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
We're all marionettes
C/G
We're all puppets {Tell me who's that you move for}
We're all marionettes
[x2]
G.... C....
Am C
And now the only thing left to discuss is The details of this armistice
G C
We've come to this agreement...
G
Oh, how I've been teething {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
Em
In light of your misleading You've caused this collapse {Tell me who's that you move for}
D
Between the heart and the synapse
[x4]
G...Am.
Em...G.
D.Am.Bm..
(C Am D)
(So blissful, I press on)
[Previous stanza continues in the background]
We're all puppets
We're all marionettes
We're all puppets
We're all marionettes
[x2]
[Whispered]
...The strings and joints will join us together...
The strings and joints will join us
The strings and joints will join us together...
The Receiving End Of Sirens
note: everything in the round brackets is what sounds better with the acoustic
version.. the rest sounds better (to me, at least) with the full band.
Standard tuning!!
G.... C....
Em(Am)
Your gross fabrication of pretense could bore,
Bm(G)
Yet still I fall victim to syntax omitted, Just shy of something I could understand
Em(Am)
So blissful, I press on to the sound of the organs
C(G)
Playing their most convincing tunes As they serenade to the parade of paid-off parts
Am
And now the only thing left to discuss is
Em
The details of this armistice
G Em
We've come to this agreement...
Am
Check my vitals; the truth is vile, but vital to this cause
C
I've been held hostage; A captive of this passive shell
G/B
Give me gravity, give me clarity,
C
Give me something to rely on
Am
We're all puppets {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
We're all marionettes
C/G
We're all puppets {Tell me who's that you move for}
We're all marionettes
Em(Am)
These body parts are parts of plans, Passed by my hands
Bm(G)
My hands shake through handshakes, Forsaken by my limbs
Em(Am)
My limbs sing the hymns; The hymns of a tyrant in a crumbling pantheon
C(G)
As inhabitants will raise their fists and bid him to disarm
Am
Check my vitals; the truth is vile, but vital to this cause
C
I've been held hostage; A captive of this passive shell
G
Give me gravity, give me clarity,
C
Give me something to rely on
Em (Am)
We're all puppets {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
We're all marionettes
C/G
We're all puppets {Tell me who's that you move for}
We're all marionettes
[x2]
G.... C....
Am C
And now the only thing left to discuss is The details of this armistice
G C
We've come to this agreement...
G
Oh, how I've been teething {Tell me who's pulling the strings}
Em
In light of your misleading You've caused this collapse {Tell me who's that you move for}
D
Between the heart and the synapse
[x4]
G...Am.
Em...G.
D.Am.Bm..
(C Am D)
(So blissful, I press on)
[Previous stanza continues in the background]
We're all puppets
We're all marionettes
We're all puppets
We're all marionettes
[x2]
[Whispered]
...The strings and joints will join us together...
The strings and joints will join us
The strings and joints will join us together...
The Red Elvises
The Red Eye Frid (...)
The Red Jokers
The Red Painting (...)
The Red Pears