Biografía:
The Flatliners es una banda de punk rock de Toronto, Ontario, Canadá. Desde su formación en 2002, han sido una influencia creciente en la escena de punk/ska en el Área Metropolitana de Toronto. Actualmente, graban para el sello discográfico Fat Wreck Chords.
Discos
2002 Demo
2005 Destroy to Create
2007 The Great Awake
2010 Cavalcade
2013 Dead Language
Chris Cresswell (Guitarra, Voz), Scott Brigham (Guitarra), Jon Darbey (Bajo) y Paul Ramirez (Batería)
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Otras canciones:
- Arrhythmic Palpitations
- Birds Of England
- Carry The Banner
- Seven Drunken Nights
- Ashes Away
- Count Your Bruises
- Daggers
- Eulogy
- Fireball
- Hang My Head
- He Was A Jazzman
- Liver Alone
- Mastering The Worlds Smallest Violin
- Meanwhile In Hell
- Monumental
- Tail Feathers
- The Calming Collection
- These Words Are Like Bullets
- This Respirator
- What The Hell Happened To You
¡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!
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This Respirator - The Flatliners
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Tabbed by: Michael Brew
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
All the chords used
A#m (688666)
C# (x46664)
F# (244322)
F (133211)
G# (466544)
Riff A:
e|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-----------------------|
D|-----------------------|
A|-------4---------------|
E|---4-6---6-4-6---------|
Riff B:
e|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-----------------------|
D|-----------------------|
A|-------4---------------|
E|---4-6---4-------------|
INTRO:
Riff A x1
A#m C# A#m C# Riff A x1
A#m C# F# C# Riff B x1
VERSE:
F# C#
These four wheels feel like home to me
F#
Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
C#
These faces I see and these fumes I breathe...
F#
It's proof enough this is where I want to be
C#
These photographs tell a story of their own
F#
Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
C#
These highway lines, these miles and miles
They breathe.... Riff A x1
CHORUS:
A#m C#
It's just begun woah oh oh and our broken backs are so cold
A#m C#
And these four wheels feel like home to me.... Riff B x1
VERSE:
F# C#
These doors close and we're chasing the sky
F#
This chaos brews and keeps us alive
C#
Why trade the world when the world is mine?
F#
Why give up now when all we've got is time?
C#
Looking through this broken glass, these dreams invade the ceiling
F# C#
They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
Oh make it last... (guitar slide down low E string)
BRIDGE:
A#m F
A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
F#
The volume's too quiet now
C#
These tires' tread mark a special occasion
A#m
And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
F
As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
F#
So let these flat chords just break your heart
G#
And who the fuck said we were giving up? Cause it's just begun... Riff A x1
CHORUS:
A#m C#
It's just begun woah oh oh and our broken backs are so cold
A#m C#
These four wheels feel like home to me
A#m
And I feel like I never want to go home
C#
We could stop the world woah oh oh and we could tear it apart woah oh oh
F# C#
These four wheels feel like home to me, they breathe
This Respirator - The Flatliners
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Tabbed by: Michael Brew
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
All the chords used
A#m (688666)
C# (x46664)
F# (244322)
F (133211)
G# (466544)
Riff A:
e|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-----------------------|
D|-----------------------|
A|-------4---------------|
E|---4-6---6-4-6---------|
Riff B:
e|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-----------------------|
D|-----------------------|
A|-------4---------------|
E|---4-6---4-------------|
INTRO:
Riff A x1
A#m C# A#m C# Riff A x1
A#m C# F# C# Riff B x1
VERSE:
F# C#
These four wheels feel like home to me
F#
Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
C#
These faces I see and these fumes I breathe...
F#
It's proof enough this is where I want to be
C#
These photographs tell a story of their own
F#
Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
C#
These highway lines, these miles and miles
They breathe.... Riff A x1
CHORUS:
A#m C#
It's just begun woah oh oh and our broken backs are so cold
A#m C#
And these four wheels feel like home to me.... Riff B x1
VERSE:
F# C#
These doors close and we're chasing the sky
F#
This chaos brews and keeps us alive
C#
Why trade the world when the world is mine?
F#
Why give up now when all we've got is time?
C#
Looking through this broken glass, these dreams invade the ceiling
F# C#
They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
Oh make it last... (guitar slide down low E string)
BRIDGE:
A#m F
A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
F#
The volume's too quiet now
C#
These tires' tread mark a special occasion
A#m
And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
F
As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
F#
So let these flat chords just break your heart
G#
And who the fuck said we were giving up? Cause it's just begun... Riff A x1
CHORUS:
A#m C#
It's just begun woah oh oh and our broken backs are so cold
A#m C#
These four wheels feel like home to me
A#m
And I feel like I never want to go home
C#
We could stop the world woah oh oh and we could tear it apart woah oh oh
F# C#
These four wheels feel like home to me, they breathe
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