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!
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I feel like I'm slipping away
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
I feel like I'm losing control a little more each day
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I bankrupt my wishing well
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
staring at a bone dry hole filled with all of my false hope
[Pre-chorus]
Ebm7 C# G#
I sigh and whisper to myself
Ebm7 C# G#
a whisper transforms to a yell
[Chorus]
C# F#
Whatever happened to hopeless dreamers
G# C#
or those words that picked me up?
F# G# C#
I can't say the grass is greener when my eyes are still glued shut
F#
but if you show me how to make this
G# C#
I'll scream it with my lungs
F# G# Bbm
and if there's still a bit of breath left there's still songs to be sung
[Verse 2]
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So what if I'm slipping away?
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
I was never in control so why start today?
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I wasted my wishing well
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
throw your life down in a hole I'll be making mine myself
[Pre-chorus]
Ebm7 C# G#
I sigh and whisper to myself
Ebm7 C# G# Fm7
a whisper transforms to a ye-ell
[Chorus]
C# F#
Whatever happened to hopeless dreamers
G# C#
or those words that picked me up?
F# G# C#
I can't say the grass is greener when my eyes are still glued shut
F#
but if you show me how to make this
G# C#
I'll scream it with my lungs
F# G# Bbm
and if there's still a bit of breath left there's still songs to be sungg
Bbm
[Verse 1]
Bbm
I feel like I'm slipping away
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
I feel like I'm losing control a little more each day
Bbm
I bankrupt my wishing well
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
staring at a bone dry hole filled with all of my false hope
[Pre-chorus]
Ebm7 C# G#
I sigh and whisper to myself
Ebm7 C# G#
a whisper transforms to a yell
[Chorus]
C# F#
Whatever happened to hopeless dreamers
G# C#
or those words that picked me up?
F# G# C#
I can't say the grass is greener when my eyes are still glued shut
F#
but if you show me how to make this
G# C#
I'll scream it with my lungs
F# G# Bbm
and if there's still a bit of breath left there's still songs to be sung
[Verse 2]
Bbm
So what if I'm slipping away?
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
I was never in control so why start today?
Bbm
I wasted my wishing well
Bbm C# Ebm7 Fm7
throw your life down in a hole I'll be making mine myself
[Pre-chorus]
Ebm7 C# G#
I sigh and whisper to myself
Ebm7 C# G# Fm7
a whisper transforms to a ye-ell
[Chorus]
C# F#
Whatever happened to hopeless dreamers
G# C#
or those words that picked me up?
F# G# C#
I can't say the grass is greener when my eyes are still glued shut
F#
but if you show me how to make this
G# C#
I'll scream it with my lungs
F# G# Bbm
and if there's still a bit of breath left there's still songs to be sungg
Sweet Child
Sweet Emma Barre (...)
Sweet Kiss
Sweet Little Mac (...)
Sweet Lou And A (...)
Sweet Trip
Sweethearts of t (...)
Sweetwater
Sweetwater Rain
Swell