Biografia:
Ella Maria Lani Yelich-O'Connor (Devonport, 7 de novembro de 1996), conhecida pelo seu nome artístico Lorde, é uma cantora e compositora neozelandesa. Seu primeiro single “Royals” foi destaque mundial, atingindo #1 no iTunes US e permanecendo no top 10 durante 3 meses consecutivos. Lorde recebeu 4 indicações no Grammy Awards, dentre elas, 2 vencedoras pelo prestígio de “Royals”. A canção também alcançou a posição #1 na parada Hot 100 da Billboard permanecendo em primeiro por 9 semanas consecutivas.
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Outras músicas:
- 400 Lux
- A World Alone
- Bravado
- Buzzcut Season
- Glory And Gore
- Green Light
- Homemade Dynamite
- Liability
- Love Club
- Magnets
- Perfect Places
- Royal
- Royals
- Sober
- Sober Ii
- Still Sane
- Supercut
- Team
- Tennis Court
- The Louvre
- The Love Club
- White Teeth Teens
- Writer In The Dark
- Yellow Flicker Beat
- Ribs
- Biting Down
- Everybody Wants To Rule The World
- Hard Feelings
- Hard Feelings Loveless
- Ladder Song
- Liability Reprise
- Melodrama
- Meltdown
- Million Dollar Bills
- No Better
- Pure Heroine
- Sober Il Melodrama
- Sober Interlude
- Solo
- Sway
- Swingin Party
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Song: Ribs
Atrist:Lorde
Album: Pure Heroine
[Intro]
A E F#m C#m
(throughout)
A E
The drink you spilt all over me
F#m C#m
Lover's spit left on repeat
A E
My mum and dad let me stay home
F#m C#m
It drives you crazy getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
F#m
We can talk it good
F#m C#m
How you wish it would be all the time
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
F#m
The drink you spilt all over me
F#m
Lover's Spit left on repeat
C#m
My mum and dad let me stay home
C#m
It drives you crazy getting old
A E F#m C#m
A E
This dream isn't feeling sweet
F#m C#m
We're reeling through the midnight streets
A E
And I've never felt more alone
F#m C#m
It feels so scary getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
F#m
We can talk it good
F#m C#m
How you wish it would be all the time
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
F#m
This dream isn't feeling sweet
F#m
We're reeling through the midnight streets
C#m
And I've never felt more alone
C#m
It feels so scary getting old
A E F#m C#m
[Bridge]
A
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (The minds we had)
E
How all the thoughts (How all the thoughts)
Moved 'round our heads (Moved 'round our heads)
F#m
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (The minds we had)
C#m
It's not enough to feel the lack (I want 'em back, I want 'em back)
I want 'em
A
You're the only friend I need (You're the only friend I need)
E
Sharing beds like little kids (Sharing beds like little kids)
F#m
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough (And laughing 'til our ribs get tough)
C#m
But that will never be enough (But that will never be enough)
A
You're the only friend I need (You're the only friend I need)
E
Sharing beds like little kids (Sharing beds like little kids)
F#m
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough (And laughing 'til our ribs get tough)
C#m
But that will never be enough (But that will never be enough)
Atrist:Lorde
Album: Pure Heroine
[Intro]
A E F#m C#m
(throughout)
A E
The drink you spilt all over me
F#m C#m
Lover's spit left on repeat
A E
My mum and dad let me stay home
F#m C#m
It drives you crazy getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
F#m
We can talk it good
F#m C#m
How you wish it would be all the time
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
F#m
The drink you spilt all over me
F#m
Lover's Spit left on repeat
C#m
My mum and dad let me stay home
C#m
It drives you crazy getting old
A E F#m C#m
A E
This dream isn't feeling sweet
F#m C#m
We're reeling through the midnight streets
A E
And I've never felt more alone
F#m C#m
It feels so scary getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
F#m
We can talk it good
F#m C#m
How you wish it would be all the time
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
F#m
This dream isn't feeling sweet
F#m
We're reeling through the midnight streets
C#m
And I've never felt more alone
C#m
It feels so scary getting old
A E F#m C#m
[Bridge]
A
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (The minds we had)
E
How all the thoughts (How all the thoughts)
Moved 'round our heads (Moved 'round our heads)
F#m
I want 'em back (I want 'em back)
The minds we had (The minds we had)
C#m
It's not enough to feel the lack (I want 'em back, I want 'em back)
I want 'em
A
You're the only friend I need (You're the only friend I need)
E
Sharing beds like little kids (Sharing beds like little kids)
F#m
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough (And laughing 'til our ribs get tough)
C#m
But that will never be enough (But that will never be enough)
A
You're the only friend I need (You're the only friend I need)
E
Sharing beds like little kids (Sharing beds like little kids)
F#m
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough (And laughing 'til our ribs get tough)
C#m
But that will never be enough (But that will never be enough)
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