Biografia:
Hello Saferide é composto pela jornalista sueca Annika Norlin.
Tendo escrito canções no passado, ela finalmente acabou por gravar um disco como brincadeira e colocá-lo online. Rapidamente várias gravadoras manifestaram interesse no trabalho da moça, e em setembro de 2005 ela lançou "Introducing... Hello Saferide", pelo selo Razzia.
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Outras músicas:
- The Quiz
- 2006
- 2008
- Anna
- Berlin
- Dad Told Me
- Get Sick Soon
- Hey Ho
- Highschool Stalker
- I Dont Sleep Well
- I Forgot About Songs
- I Was Jesus
- I Wonder Who Is Like This One
- Last Night Bus
- Long Lost Penpal
- Lund
- Middleclass
- My Best Friend
- Oh God
- Parenting Never Ends
- Parts Of Nature
- Quiz
- Raspberry Lips
- San Francisco
- Saturday Nights
- The Crawler
- This Body
- Valentines Day
- X Telling Me About The Loss Of Something Dear At Age 16
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!
Hello Saferide - I Forgot About Songs
G G
To hear a song like that, To have it spoon your sad little heart
G G
It didn't give me a better outlook on life but it told me: "I've been there too, and I turned it to art"
C D Em
And that made all the difference to me
C D G
That made all the difference to me
G G
And I forgot about songs, I forgot about what they are to me
G G
I forgot how they hold me, How they sooth me and carry me
C G
I forgot about violins, I forgot how they see me
C Em
Try me and taunt me, And how they finally breathe me
C G
I forgot about chord changes Where the base tone stays intact
C Em
I forgot about drums and Voices with a tendency to crack
C D Em
They make all the difference to me
C D G
They make all the difference to me
C Em
There was this September When all broke through
D Em D C
Turned out all my truths had worn thin, I dangled by a thread from within
Em D
But I heard a violin
C Em
"I'll hold you my child", The song said, and it did
D Em D C
It stroke my forehead with pale hands and Slowly carried me to the bridge
Em D
And as the chorus arrived I let go - oh
G
And you're so young, You're so young and you come up to me
G
And you tell me it helped you through something bad, You say and you hang your head
C
But this song it helped you through
C G
I get home and I kick my books, Fuck you knowledge
C Em
I was never on your team, never one of your fighters
D
I was born a romantic for a reason
G
Not to be loved, To be a songwriter
G G
To hear a song like that, To have it spoon your sad little heart
G G
It didn't give me a better outlook on life but it told me: "I've been there too, and I turned it to art"
C D Em
And that made all the difference to me
C D G
That made all the difference to me
G G
And I forgot about songs, I forgot about what they are to me
G G
I forgot how they hold me, How they sooth me and carry me
C G
I forgot about violins, I forgot how they see me
C Em
Try me and taunt me, And how they finally breathe me
C G
I forgot about chord changes Where the base tone stays intact
C Em
I forgot about drums and Voices with a tendency to crack
C D Em
They make all the difference to me
C D G
They make all the difference to me
C Em
There was this September When all broke through
D Em D C
Turned out all my truths had worn thin, I dangled by a thread from within
Em D
But I heard a violin
C Em
"I'll hold you my child", The song said, and it did
D Em D C
It stroke my forehead with pale hands and Slowly carried me to the bridge
Em D
And as the chorus arrived I let go - oh
G
And you're so young, You're so young and you come up to me
G
And you tell me it helped you through something bad, You say and you hang your head
C
But this song it helped you through
C G
I get home and I kick my books, Fuck you knowledge
C Em
I was never on your team, never one of your fighters
D
I was born a romantic for a reason
G
Not to be loved, To be a songwriter
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Henri Green
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