Biografia:
We are the Emergency se forma a principios de 2007 por componentes de varias bandas en Perth que sentían la necesidad de tocar un estilo de música con la que ellos disfrutasen y sentían que todavía se le tenia que hacer justicia en su ciudad.
Esta compuesta por:
Ryan Lake - Voz
James Harris - Voz/Guitarra
Sam Hart - Bajo
Soph Rodgers - Teclados/Voz
Fraser Cringle - Batería
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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!
Intro:
e)---5----------5--------|
b)----6-5---5-6----------|
g)--------7--------------|
d)-----------------------| X 18
a)-----------------------|
e)-----------------------|
The redness of his face permits
The truth his words won't dare admit
His sunken eyes are hid behind a darkened lens
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Verse:
Bbsus2 C
She stands tall with strength; not height
Dm F
You can see the fists inside her eyes
Bb C
Now it's time for her revenge,
Dm
Delivered acid tongue
F
God pity/help him
Bb C Dm
She sits there in the aftermath
Bb C Dm
As the cars are driving slowly past
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Bb C
She sits there in the aftermath
Dm F
And listens as cars drive slowly past
Bb C
His final show, his lies
Dm
Have done nothing but cure her smile
Bb C
(Her bruises fade from black to blue)
Dm F
Over time, they slowly heal
Bb C
(You think you've grown, found love again) Dm
When you break your own heart, it will never mend
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Dm Bbsus2 F C
Broken doors and thoughtless words
Dm Bbsus2 F C
Feeble threats and loveless debts
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C Bb
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
e)---5----------5--------|
b)----6-5---5-6----------|
g)--------7--------------|
d)-----------------------| X 18
a)-----------------------|
e)-----------------------|
The redness of his face permits
The truth his words won't dare admit
His sunken eyes are hid behind a darkened lens
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Verse:
Bbsus2 C
She stands tall with strength; not height
Dm F
You can see the fists inside her eyes
Bb C
Now it's time for her revenge,
Dm
Delivered acid tongue
F
God pity/help him
Bb C Dm
She sits there in the aftermath
Bb C Dm
As the cars are driving slowly past
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Bb C
She sits there in the aftermath
Dm F
And listens as cars drive slowly past
Bb C
His final show, his lies
Dm
Have done nothing but cure her smile
Bb C
(Her bruises fade from black to blue)
Dm F
Over time, they slowly heal
Bb C
(You think you've grown, found love again) Dm
When you break your own heart, it will never mend
Chorus:
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
Dm Bbsus2 F C
Broken doors and thoughtless words
Dm Bbsus2 F C
Feeble threats and loveless debts
Dm Bbsus2 F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
Dm Bbsus2 F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
C Bb
Prove nothing when she steals your breath
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