Biografía:
Ella Maria Lani Yelich-O'Connor (Devonport, Auckland, Nueva Zelanda, 7 de noviembre de 1996), más conocida por su nombre artístico Lorde, es una cantautora neozelandesa. A los 12 años de edad, firmó un contrato con la discográfica Universal Music, gracias a Scott Maclachlan, su futuro mánager. Poco tiempo después, empezó a componer sus propias canciones, y se alió con Joel Little, quien las produjo. Lorde publicó su EP debut, The Love Club, en noviembre de 2012, de forma gratuita en Soundcloud.
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Otras canciones:
- 400 Lux
- A World Alone
- Bravado
- Buzzcut Season
- Glory And Gore
- Green Light
- Homemade Dynamite
- Liability
- Love Club
- Magnets
- Perfect Places
- Royal
- Royals
- Sober
- Sober Ii
- Still Sane
- Supercut
- Team
- Tennis Court
- The Louvre
- The Love Club
- White Teeth Teens
- Writer In The Dark
- Yellow Flicker Beat
- Ribs
- Biting Down
- Everybody Wants To Rule The World
- Hard Feelings
- Hard Feelings Loveless
- Ladder Song
- Liability Reprise
- Melodrama
- Meltdown
- Million Dollar Bills
- No Better
- Pure Heroine
- Sober Il Melodrama
- Sober Interlude
- Solo
- Sway
- Swingin Party
¡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: E
E
The drink you spilt all over me
E
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
B7 Dbm
It drives you crazy getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
A
We can talk it good
Dbm
How you wish it would be all the time
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
Interlude: E
E
This dream isn't feeling sweet
E
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
B7 Dbm
It feels so scary getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
A
We can talk it good
Dbm
How you wish it would be all the time
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
Interlude: A E A E
A
I want 'em back -I want 'em back-
The minds we had -The minds we had-
E
How all the thoughts -How all the thoughts-
Moved 'round our heads -Moved 'round our heads-
A
I want 'em back -I want 'em back-
The minds we had -The minds we had-
E
It's not enough to feel the lack -I want 'em back, I want 'em back-
I want 'em
A
You're the only friend I need -You're the only friend I need-
E
Sharing beds like little kids -Sharing beds like little kids-
A
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough -And laughing 'til our ribs get tough-
E
But that will never be enough -But that will never be enough-
A
You're the only friend I need -You're the only friend I need-
E
Sharing beds like little kids -Sharing beds like little kids-
A
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough -And laughing 'til our ribs get tough-
E
But that will never be enough -But that will never be enough-
E
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
E
The drink you spilt all over me
E
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
B7 Dbm
It drives you crazy getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
A
We can talk it good
Dbm
How you wish it would be all the time
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
A
The drink you spilt all over me
A
Lover's Spit left on repeat
E
My mum and dad let me stay home
E
It drives you crazy getting old
Interlude: E
E
This dream isn't feeling sweet
E
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
B7 Dbm
It feels so scary getting old
A
We can talk it so good
E
We can make it so divine
A
We can talk it good
Dbm
How you wish it would be all the time
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
A
This dream isn't feeling sweet
A
We're reeling through the midnight streets
E
And I've never felt more alone
E
It feels so scary getting old
Interlude: A E A E
A
I want 'em back -I want 'em back-
The minds we had -The minds we had-
E
How all the thoughts -How all the thoughts-
Moved 'round our heads -Moved 'round our heads-
A
I want 'em back -I want 'em back-
The minds we had -The minds we had-
E
It's not enough to feel the lack -I want 'em back, I want 'em back-
I want 'em
A
You're the only friend I need -You're the only friend I need-
E
Sharing beds like little kids -Sharing beds like little kids-
A
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough -And laughing 'til our ribs get tough-
E
But that will never be enough -But that will never be enough-
A
You're the only friend I need -You're the only friend I need-
E
Sharing beds like little kids -Sharing beds like little kids-
A
And laughing 'til our ribs get tough -And laughing 'til our ribs get tough-
E
But that will never be enough -But that will never be enough-
E
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
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