Biografía:
The Hotelier (inicialmente The Hotel Year) é uma banda emo de Dudley, Massachusetts.
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Otras canciones:
- Among The Wildflowers
- An Ode To The Nite Ratz Club
- Dendron
- Fear Of Good
- Goodness Pt 1
- Goodness Pt 2
- Housebroken
- In Framing
- Lonely Hearts Club
- Opening Mail For My Grandmother
- Our Lives Would Make A Sad Boring Movie
- Piano Player
- Soft Animal
- The Scope Of All This Rebuilding
- Two Deliverances
- Vacancy
- Weathered
- Your Deep Rest
¡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!
Please note that all of the songs I'm submitting I'm working out on ukulele. It should sound the same
as guitar, but I didn't bring a guitar with me to college.
If there are any big issues, feel free to email me at [email protected]
The chord placements are a little off cuz they don't happen right on the words,
so really just listen along to get more exact placements.
[Intro]
Cm Ab Cm Ab Cm Ab Bb B (x2)
[Verse]
Cm Ab Cm
So, while you’re fixing up your bed
Ab Cm
And while you’re organizing drawers,
Ab Bb B Cm
Could you just listen to the problems had with problems of yours.
Ab Cm
And what’s that note you’re writing there?
Ab Cm
Why are you giving me this back?
Ab Bb B
This was a gift from when we met back when you weren’t so upset
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral.
Eb Eb/D Ab
The sight of your body made me feel uncomfortable.
Eb Eb/D Bb B
I couldn’t recognize your shell.
[Verse]
Cm Ab Cm
Your branching off had met an end
Ab Cm
From all the weight that made you bend.
Ab Bb B Cm
And when you tried to shed your leaves you pined for warmth as they said
Ab Cm
Your lack of love for your dear self
Ab Cm
is sapping all of us here out.
Ab Bb B
Trace your roots back to the ground work out the knotholes for yourself
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral.
Eb Eb/D Ab
The sight of your family made me feel responsible.
Eb Eb/D
and I found the notes you left behind;
Ab
little hints and helpless cries,
Eb Eb/D Ab
desperate wi-shing to be over.
(Instrumental - hit the Eb once and then several hits of each following note):
Eb
Cm Ab (x4)
[Verse]
Ab Cm Bb
You said you’re trapped in your body
Ab
and getting deeper every day.
Cm Bb
They diagnosed you born that way.
Ab
They say in runs in your family.
Cm
A conscious erasure of working class background
Bb
where despair trickles down
Ab
imbalanced chemical crutch. Open up. Swallow down.
Cm Bb Ab
You said “remember me for me. I need to set my spirit free.”
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral. (I called in sick! I called in sick!)
Eb Eb/D Ab
Tradition of closure nearly felt impossible.
Eb
I should have never gave my word to you;
Bb
not a cry not a sound.
Ab
Might have learned how to swim, never taught how to drown,
Eb Bb
you said “remember me for me”.
Ab (hold)
I watched you set your spirit free
as guitar, but I didn't bring a guitar with me to college.
If there are any big issues, feel free to email me at [email protected]
The chord placements are a little off cuz they don't happen right on the words,
so really just listen along to get more exact placements.
[Intro]
Cm Ab Cm Ab Cm Ab Bb B (x2)
[Verse]
Cm Ab Cm
So, while you’re fixing up your bed
Ab Cm
And while you’re organizing drawers,
Ab Bb B Cm
Could you just listen to the problems had with problems of yours.
Ab Cm
And what’s that note you’re writing there?
Ab Cm
Why are you giving me this back?
Ab Bb B
This was a gift from when we met back when you weren’t so upset
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral.
Eb Eb/D Ab
The sight of your body made me feel uncomfortable.
Eb Eb/D Bb B
I couldn’t recognize your shell.
[Verse]
Cm Ab Cm
Your branching off had met an end
Ab Cm
From all the weight that made you bend.
Ab Bb B Cm
And when you tried to shed your leaves you pined for warmth as they said
Ab Cm
Your lack of love for your dear self
Ab Cm
is sapping all of us here out.
Ab Bb B
Trace your roots back to the ground work out the knotholes for yourself
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral.
Eb Eb/D Ab
The sight of your family made me feel responsible.
Eb Eb/D
and I found the notes you left behind;
Ab
little hints and helpless cries,
Eb Eb/D Ab
desperate wi-shing to be over.
(Instrumental - hit the Eb once and then several hits of each following note):
Eb
Cm Ab (x4)
[Verse]
Ab Cm Bb
You said you’re trapped in your body
Ab
and getting deeper every day.
Cm Bb
They diagnosed you born that way.
Ab
They say in runs in your family.
Cm
A conscious erasure of working class background
Bb
where despair trickles down
Ab
imbalanced chemical crutch. Open up. Swallow down.
Cm Bb Ab
You said “remember me for me. I need to set my spirit free.”
[Chorus]
Eb Eb/D Ab
I called in sick from your funeral. (I called in sick! I called in sick!)
Eb Eb/D Ab
Tradition of closure nearly felt impossible.
Eb
I should have never gave my word to you;
Bb
not a cry not a sound.
Ab
Might have learned how to swim, never taught how to drown,
Eb Bb
you said “remember me for me”.
Ab (hold)
I watched you set your spirit free
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