Cuando Aled Phillips creó KIDS IN GLASS HOUSES en 2004 no podría pensar que ese pasatiempo para salir de los suburbios aborrecidos de Cardiff sería algo tan grande al final. Phillip Jenkins a la batería, Andrew Shay al bajo y Joel Fisher a la guitarra le ayudarían a grabar su primer EP “E-Pocalypse!”. Esto les ayudaría a tocar en el Taste of Chaos tour en Inglaterra delante de más de 7000 personas. Kerrang! y NME pronto destacarían la visceralidad y magnífica composición de este trabajo.
¡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!
(muted guitar) [---------------------------------------------------------------------] [---------------------------------------------------------------------] [----9-------9-------9-------9-------9-------9-------9-------9-------9] [6797-7676797-7676797-7676797-7676797-7676797-7676797-7676797-7676797-] [---------------------------------------------------------------------] [---------------------------------------------------------------------] (continue through first verse)
---VERSE--- AF#m Give me one good reason why I should trust E Or see the good in most of us D When we came with love and left with lust A When we came with lies and learned to trust. F#m Give me good reason to believe E In all I do and all I see D In all I see
BmF#mE Slip into something more comfortable BmE They like you best when you are vulnerable
---CHORUS--- A Just when you thought the world was yours F#m When you thought you had it all ED Just when you thought you'd done enough to get you through the night, A The night, night. F#m Just when you thought the world was yours E When you thought you had it all DA Just when you thought you'd done enough to get you through the night, F#m The night, night E The night, night D The night, night
---VERSE--- AF#m Give me one good reason why I should trust E In all these things that turn to dust D When we beg we get down on our knees A When we're full we want to be empty F#m You loved the chase till it slowed down E You love the hunt till it hit town, D Till it hit town.