Biography:
Deaf Havana are an English alt rock quartet from King's Lynn in the UK. The band was formed in 2005 at the King's Lynn campus of The College of West Anglia. The band's early releases along with constant touring developed a strong fan base in the UK music scene. The name Deaf Havana came from their former guitarist Sebastian Spitz, but the name itself has no literal meaning.
Deaf Havana was formed when the original members met at the King's Lynn campus of The College of West Anglia.
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Other songs:
- Nicotine And Alcohol Saved My Life
- The Past Six Years
- 22 Acoustic
- Boston Square
- Caro Padre
- Cassiopeia
- Everybodys Dancing And I Want To Die
- Fifty Four Acoustic
- Friends Like These
- Happiness
- Holy
- Hunstanton Pier
- Im A Bore Mostly
- Kings Road Ghosts
- Little White Lies
- Love
- Love Reworked
- Mildred
- My Life Is Average
- Pensacola 2013
- Pretty Low
- Saved
- Saviour
- Seattle
- Sickago
- Sing
- Sinner
- Speeding Cars
- St Pauls
- Subterranean Bullshit Blues
- Times Change Friends Leave And Life Doesnt Stop For Anybody
- Trigger Reworked
- Tuesday People
- Whiskey
- Worship
- You Are Beautiful
- Youth In Retrospect
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: D G Bm A
D G Bm A
I spent most of my days neither sleeping nor awake
D G Bm A
Watching pointless documentaries on tornadoes and earthquakes
D G Bm A
Coffee keeps me going though, it fuels my wandering mind
D G Bm
Wishing I was Kurt Cobain or Morrissey
A
It takes up most of my time
interlude: D G Bm A
(continue using chords above)
It shows with me losing my voice, it always seems a chore
My faith in music slowly disappearing more and more
These tattoos on my hands are there for life
And the songs inside my head won’t come out right
Chorus:
G Bm A
The times are changing, we can go anywhere
G Bm A
But I’m far too cool to admit that I care
G Bm A
The times are changing, we can go anywhere
Em A
But I’m stuck in my ways and I won’t change
interlude
D,G,Bm,A
So I try to drag my fragile frame
through another day And another dose of caffeine in my veins
My body aches and my mouth is full of sores
And I’ve reached the verdict that mostly, I’m a bore.
(Yeah, I’m a bore)
chorus
interlude
chorus
D G Bm A
I spent most of my days neither sleeping nor awake
D G Bm A
Watching pointless documentaries on tornadoes and earthquakes
D G Bm A
Coffee keeps me going though, it fuels my wandering mind
D G Bm
Wishing I was Kurt Cobain or Morrissey
A
It takes up most of my time
interlude: D G Bm A
(continue using chords above)
It shows with me losing my voice, it always seems a chore
My faith in music slowly disappearing more and more
These tattoos on my hands are there for life
And the songs inside my head won’t come out right
Chorus:
G Bm A
The times are changing, we can go anywhere
G Bm A
But I’m far too cool to admit that I care
G Bm A
The times are changing, we can go anywhere
Em A
But I’m stuck in my ways and I won’t change
interlude
D,G,Bm,A
So I try to drag my fragile frame
through another day And another dose of caffeine in my veins
My body aches and my mouth is full of sores
And I’ve reached the verdict that mostly, I’m a bore.
(Yeah, I’m a bore)
chorus
interlude
chorus
