Biografía:
An explosion of echoing guitars, tight powerful rhythms, and floating high pitched vocals match dark earthly colored skinny's and broad-cut scoop neck shirts under flannel to create the intimate yet chaotic sounds of Heyrocco. Three very close acquaintances from Charleston, South Carolina formed a bond of music, style, and creativity and have been spreading their ideas with the green world ever since. Their music has the raw effect of an indie rock band, but is also laced with beauty; every track balancing the power and precision of a symphony.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
F#M7 BM7 B6
F#M7 BM7 B
F#M7 BM7 B6
F#M7 BM7 B
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
I kinda I like the old you
F#M7 BM7 B
Better than the new you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I wish I have the nerve to tell you why
F#M7 BM7 B
But I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I remember in our first year
F#M7 BM7 B
That was quite a long year
F#M7 BM7 B6
But bigger, better plans got their hands on us
F#M7 BM7 B
And everything was unclear
{Chorus]
G# BM7 B6
But I don't wanna fight you
G# BM7 B
I won't even try to
G# Bsus2
I don't wanna fight
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
And maybe in the springtime
F#M7 BM7 B
We can make it our time
F#M7 BM7 B6
Whisper back and forth on your parent's porch
F#M7 BM7 B
While drinking shitty box wine
F#M7 BM7 B6
We'll rent a slice-of-life film
F#M7 BM7 B
Pretending that we're sixteen
F#M7 BM7 B6
And you look like a dream, messy hair, dark eyes
F#M7 BM7 B
And you're in mom jeans
[Chorus]
G# BM7 B6
I don't wanna fight you
G# BM7 B
I won't even try to
G# BM7 B6
I don't wanna fight you
G# Bsus2
La da da da da da
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
I kinda like the old you
F#M7 BM7 B
Better than the new you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I wish I have the nerve to tell you why
F#M7 BM7 B
But I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
...
F#M7 BM7 B6
I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6 F#maj9 Bmaj9
I never say anything
[Outro]
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were in mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were wearing mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were wearing mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
Too doo, too doo, too doo...
F#M7 BM7 B6
F#M7 BM7 B
F#M7 BM7 B6
F#M7 BM7 B
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
I kinda I like the old you
F#M7 BM7 B
Better than the new you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I wish I have the nerve to tell you why
F#M7 BM7 B
But I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I remember in our first year
F#M7 BM7 B
That was quite a long year
F#M7 BM7 B6
But bigger, better plans got their hands on us
F#M7 BM7 B
And everything was unclear
{Chorus]
G# BM7 B6
But I don't wanna fight you
G# BM7 B
I won't even try to
G# Bsus2
I don't wanna fight
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
And maybe in the springtime
F#M7 BM7 B
We can make it our time
F#M7 BM7 B6
Whisper back and forth on your parent's porch
F#M7 BM7 B
While drinking shitty box wine
F#M7 BM7 B6
We'll rent a slice-of-life film
F#M7 BM7 B
Pretending that we're sixteen
F#M7 BM7 B6
And you look like a dream, messy hair, dark eyes
F#M7 BM7 B
And you're in mom jeans
[Chorus]
G# BM7 B6
I don't wanna fight you
G# BM7 B
I won't even try to
G# BM7 B6
I don't wanna fight you
G# Bsus2
La da da da da da
[Verse]
F#M7 BM7 B6
I kinda like the old you
F#M7 BM7 B
Better than the new you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I wish I have the nerve to tell you why
F#M7 BM7 B
But I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6
...
F#M7 BM7 B6
I never say it to you
F#M7 BM7 B6 F#maj9 Bmaj9
I never say anything
[Outro]
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were in mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were wearing mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
When you were wearing mom jeans
F#maj9 Bmaj9
Too doo, too doo, too doo...
High Five Spaces (...)
High Highs
High School Musi (...)
Highly Suspect
Hikaru Utada