Biografia:
Kris Allen, de Conway, AR, é o ganhador da oitava temporada do programa musical American Idol.
Começou a tocar violão aos 13 anos. Em 2007 lançou um álbum independente intitulado "Brand New Shoes". Em 2009, após o American Idol, assinou contrato com a Jive Records/19 Entertainment e lançou em novembro seu álbum de estréia, auto intitulado "Kris Allen". Recentemente, lançou seu segundo álbum, "Thank You Camellia", e encontra-se em divulgação do single "The Vision of Love".
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Outras músicas:
- Heartless(cover)
- Live Like We're Dying
- Live Like We’re Dying
- My Weakness
- The Vision Of Love
- Aint No Sunshine
- Alright With Me
- Baby It Aint Christmas Without You
- Beautiful And Wild
- Before We Come Undone
- Better With You
- Bring It Back
- Cant Stay Away
- Falling Slowly
- Fighters
- Heartless
- Hit Me Baby One More Time
- I Need To Know
- In Time
- Is It Over
- Its Always You
- Leave You Alone
- Let It Rain
- Live Like Were Dying
- Lost
- Love Will Find You
- Loves Me Not
- Monster
- No Boundaries
- O Holy Night
- Out Alive
- Prove It To You
- Real World
- Red Guitar
- Rooftops
- Running
- Send Me All Your Angels
- She Works Hard For The Money
- Teach Me How Love Goes
- The Truth
- To Make You Feel My Love
- Turn The Pages
- Venice
- Wastin Time
- Waves
- When All The Stars Have Died
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: Am - C - F - C
Verse 1:
Am C F C
sometimes we fall down and can't get back up
Am C F C
we're hiding behind skin that's too tough
Am C F C
how come we don’t say I love you enough
Am C F C -Mute Slap-
Till it's too late, it's not too late
Verse:
Am C F C
Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
Am C F C
we could make a feast from these crumbs
Am C F C
and we're all staring Down the barrel of a gun
Am C
so if your life flashes before you
F C
what would you wish you would've Cone
Yeah... gotta start
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
We only got
Am C
86 400 seconds in a Cay to
F C
turn it all around or throw it all away
Am
we Cotta tell 'em that we love 'em
C
while we Cot the chance to say
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Verse:
Am C F C
And if your plane fell out of the skies
Am C F C
who would you call with your last goodbyes
Am C F C
should be so careful who we live out our lives
Am C
so when we long for absolution
F C
there'll no one on the line
Yeah... gotta start
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C
We never know a good thing till it's gone
F C
you never see a crash until it's head on
Am C
all those people right when we're dead wrong
F C
you never know a good thing till it's gone
Yeah we gotta start
Chorus:
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we Cot and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Verse 1:
Am C F C
sometimes we fall down and can't get back up
Am C F C
we're hiding behind skin that's too tough
Am C F C
how come we don’t say I love you enough
Am C F C -Mute Slap-
Till it's too late, it's not too late
Verse:
Am C F C
Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
Am C F C
we could make a feast from these crumbs
Am C F C
and we're all staring Down the barrel of a gun
Am C
so if your life flashes before you
F C
what would you wish you would've Cone
Yeah... gotta start
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
We only got
Am C
86 400 seconds in a Cay to
F C
turn it all around or throw it all away
Am
we Cotta tell 'em that we love 'em
C
while we Cot the chance to say
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Verse:
Am C F C
And if your plane fell out of the skies
Am C F C
who would you call with your last goodbyes
Am C F C
should be so careful who we live out our lives
Am C
so when we long for absolution
F C
there'll no one on the line
Yeah... gotta start
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C
We never know a good thing till it's gone
F C
you never see a crash until it's head on
Am C
all those people right when we're dead wrong
F C
you never know a good thing till it's gone
Yeah we gotta start
Chorus:
Am C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F C
this is all we Cot and we gotta start pickin it
Am C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F C
Cotta live like we're dying
Bridge:
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am C F C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Kristen Diable
Kristin Rose
Kristína
Kristofer Maddig (...)
Krystal Meyers
Kukikodan
Kulas Basilonia
Kult
Kurt
Kurt Fick