Biography:
Handguns is a pop punk band based in Harrisburg, PA. Taking influence from bands such as Lifetime, The Movielife, and Saves the Day, the band released their debut EP, "Anywhere But Home", in 2010. Later that year, the band signed with Pure Noise Records who put out their latest release, "Don't Bite Your Tongue", in February 2011.
Their debut full length, Angst, was released through Pure Noise Records on September 25th 2012.
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
A B E F#m
A B D
[Chorus]
A E F#m A E C#m
Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face
A E F#m A E C#m
While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting
[Verse]
A Bm
There's nothing left for us in Denver tonight
D E
Let's finish up the drive and scrape up the rest of our lives
A Bm
Feeling nauseous at the thought of trying to rebuild
D E
But it's all that we know and there's a debt to kill
[Chorus]
A E F#m A E C#m
Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face
A E F#m A E C#m
While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting
[Outro]
A Bm D E
So much encouragement leaves us thinking we could be the ones
A Bm D
So much encouragement leaves us thinking
A D A
Us thinking We could be the ones
A B E F#m
A B D
[Chorus]
A E F#m A E C#m
Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face
A E F#m A E C#m
While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting
[Verse]
A Bm
There's nothing left for us in Denver tonight
D E
Let's finish up the drive and scrape up the rest of our lives
A Bm
Feeling nauseous at the thought of trying to rebuild
D E
But it's all that we know and there's a debt to kill
[Chorus]
A E F#m A E C#m
Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face
A E F#m A E C#m
While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting
[Outro]
A Bm D E
So much encouragement leaves us thinking we could be the ones
A Bm D
So much encouragement leaves us thinking
A D A
Us thinking We could be the ones
