Biografia:
Polar Bear Club é uma banda de hardcore de Rochester, New York formada no ano de 2005.
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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!
Most Miserable Life-Polar Bear Club
Capo 2
This is the simple way that I play this song. You can add your own little riffs to it
and whatnot if you please. This is just the bare bones of the song. If you know the song
well enough I'm sure you can figure out the strumming
Em7
e|-2---
B|-2---
G|-0---
D|-2---
A|-2---
E|-----
D D
We fucked our ears
Em7
We fucked our throats
G
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
D Em7 G
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
D Em7
The redder, the better
G
Lose your voice and make it hurt
D Em7 G
Reluctance, and reserve, refuse these things
G Em7 G(strum once)
'Cause it's time to sing! Woah!
Woah...
Woah...
D
Woah...
Em7
Woah...
G
Here we go!
D Em7
I pray and bleed with a frozen smile
G
Echoes of heartache are not with me
D Em7
Emotions shed in different times
G
Crashed at this opportunity
D Em7
I feel sorry for these walls
G
'Cause if they could talk they surely would
D Em7
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.
G
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.
(You can throw in some muting and dead notes if you'd like here)
D Em7 G
What stops us from doing that which we love?
D Em7 G
Social convention can take off
D Em7 G
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
G Em7 G
We are, We are, We are the fired hearts!
Same three chords until then end. Here are the lyrics
I can feel hopeless and bitter
As can anyone that I know
Not yet, here it's a waste of time
I've got something inside, can't let it go
I scream until it hurts
I know somewhere somone's screaming it worse
And I smile knowing here is where it collides
Here we dont have to hide
What stops us from doing that which we love?
Social convention can take off
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
We are the fired hearts!
Woah...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah...
We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
The redder, the better!
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve, refuse these things
We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
The redder, the better
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve - refuse these things
'Cause it's time to sing...
Capo 2
This is the simple way that I play this song. You can add your own little riffs to it
and whatnot if you please. This is just the bare bones of the song. If you know the song
well enough I'm sure you can figure out the strumming
Em7
e|-2---
B|-2---
G|-0---
D|-2---
A|-2---
E|-----
D D
We fucked our ears
Em7
We fucked our throats
G
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
D Em7 G
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
D Em7
The redder, the better
G
Lose your voice and make it hurt
D Em7 G
Reluctance, and reserve, refuse these things
G Em7 G(strum once)
'Cause it's time to sing! Woah!
Woah...
Woah...
D
Woah...
Em7
Woah...
G
Here we go!
D Em7
I pray and bleed with a frozen smile
G
Echoes of heartache are not with me
D Em7
Emotions shed in different times
G
Crashed at this opportunity
D Em7
I feel sorry for these walls
G
'Cause if they could talk they surely would
D Em7
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.
G
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.
(You can throw in some muting and dead notes if you'd like here)
D Em7 G
What stops us from doing that which we love?
D Em7 G
Social convention can take off
D Em7 G
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
G Em7 G
We are, We are, We are the fired hearts!
Same three chords until then end. Here are the lyrics
I can feel hopeless and bitter
As can anyone that I know
Not yet, here it's a waste of time
I've got something inside, can't let it go
I scream until it hurts
I know somewhere somone's screaming it worse
And I smile knowing here is where it collides
Here we dont have to hide
What stops us from doing that which we love?
Social convention can take off
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
We are the fired hearts!
Woah...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah...
We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
The redder, the better!
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve, refuse these things
We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
The redder, the better
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve - refuse these things
'Cause it's time to sing...
Pomme
Pomplamoose
Poncho K
Ponchoman Kuanon (...)
Pony Bravo
Pornoriviste
Port Cities
Portal
Portal 2 (game)
Porter