Biografia:
"How did we get here?" is the question that seems to be most heavily weighing on the collective mind of You, Me, and Everyone We Know in these last few months. After all, their decision to head into the studio to record a follow up to their 2006 release Party For The Grown and Sexy wasn't one made months in advance with the utmost of care and planning; It was instead brought on by a van fire that destroyed most of their possessions and the place they had come to call home.
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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!
F#m G G G (4x)
G D
All the ways I think I'm a man
I'm still just a boy and
G D
Every time I think I have a plan
Am
The road ahead gets destroyed
G
I'm chewing off the skin from my fingernails
D
Hoping some half-studied drug is gonna tip the scales
G
Am I just hyper-motivated or a masochist
D Am
I'd take a tub filled with bleach over a life with this
C Bm
Staring at a stucco ceiling I just can't stop
Am G C
Feeling like I'm falling back on every little thought-crime
Bm Am
It worked out for me big time thinking on the old life
G C
Back when I was always very thirsty
Bm
Now gaining weight and thirty
Am
I'm getting pretty thirsty, thirsty, thirsty
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
F#m G G G (2x)
G D
Every inch of ground I think I've gained
Comes at a much steeper grade
G D
I've lost my place for the hundredth time today
Am
So I re-read the same page
G
I'm wiping off blood from my fingernails
D
Because I bit too much as the thought prevailed
G
And the words that dissolved my mental dam:
D Am
Is this all I want or all I am?
C
I wish that I could just stop
Bm
Wishing I was punk rock
A
I hear every tick-tock
G C
Counting down to stressing over grey hairs
Bm
Interviews at day-cares
Am
Wishing I was still where
G C
everything was dirty clothes and knapsacks
Bm
spot me for a six-pack
Am
I could never go back, I will never go back
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
G G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
F#m G G G (4x)
G D
All the ways I think I'm a man
I'm still just a boy and
G D
Every time I think I have a plan
Am
The road ahead gets destroyed
G
I'm chewing off the skin from my fingernails
D
Hoping some half-studied drug is gonna tip the scales
G
Am I just hyper-motivated or a masochist
D Am
I'd take a tub filled with bleach over a life with this
C Bm
Staring at a stucco ceiling I just can't stop
Am G C
Feeling like I'm falling back on every little thought-crime
Bm Am
It worked out for me big time thinking on the old life
G C
Back when I was always very thirsty
Bm
Now gaining weight and thirty
Am
I'm getting pretty thirsty, thirsty, thirsty
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
F#m G G G (2x)
G D
Every inch of ground I think I've gained
Comes at a much steeper grade
G D
I've lost my place for the hundredth time today
Am
So I re-read the same page
G
I'm wiping off blood from my fingernails
D
Because I bit too much as the thought prevailed
G
And the words that dissolved my mental dam:
D Am
Is this all I want or all I am?
C
I wish that I could just stop
Bm
Wishing I was punk rock
A
I hear every tick-tock
G C
Counting down to stressing over grey hairs
Bm
Interviews at day-cares
Am
Wishing I was still where
G C
everything was dirty clothes and knapsacks
Bm
spot me for a six-pack
Am
I could never go back, I will never go back
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
G G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G
Too much everything everywhere all the time
G G D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F F Bm C D
Too much everything everywhere all the time
F#m G
If I was just crazy
D Am
We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy
C G
So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy
D
Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine
Am C
Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?
F#m G G G (4x)
Young Chris
Young Country
Young D.T.
Young Deenay
Young Dolph