Biografía:
Formada por tres jóvenes músicos de Brentwood, Essex (Reino Unido) InMe forma parte de los grupos catalogados como rock alternativo, progresivo, y en ocasiones, post-grunge.
A pesar de ser totalmente desconocidos en países como España o Alemania, InMe ha conseguido crear en el Reino Unido una enorme masa social de seguidores que consiguen colgar el papel de lleno allá por donde tocan. Cabe destacar la propensión por parte del grupo, de tocar casi simpre en recintos cerrados
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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!
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3rd Jonquil... lucky, empty pill, torn-out page
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This connection is the friction we awaited
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Electric, broken ghost, she feels sick
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Frozen feet, little slumber's heartbeat, lifeless old street
C G
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
Am
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
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I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
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Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows this might hurt
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The crumpled poems, does she know him like she used to?
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For you, he fights the cruel heroes, you've seen the worst in me
F
Is this all I have to say, to say?
C G
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
Am
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
F
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C G
The devils at my doorstep but I won't let him in yet, I've got you to raise my chin
Am
And if it's all a dream and you're not quite what you seem well I'll sleep in vain
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This dream illuminates what you really mean to me
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It's time for me to leave, the tears upon my sleeve
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You were the one girl I believed, I believed, I believed
3rd Jonquil... lucky, empty pill, torn-out page
C C/B Bb Am G#
This connection is the friction we awaited
C C/B F
Electric, broken ghost, she feels sick
C C/B G F
Frozen feet, little slumber's heartbeat, lifeless old street
C G
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
Am
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
F
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C C/B F C C/B F
Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows this might hurt
C C/B Bb Am G#
The crumpled poems, does she know him like she used to?
C C/B F C C/B G
For you, he fights the cruel heroes, you've seen the worst in me
F
Is this all I have to say, to say?
C G
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
Am
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
F
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
C G
The devils at my doorstep but I won't let him in yet, I've got you to raise my chin
Am
And if it's all a dream and you're not quite what you seem well I'll sleep in vain
F
This dream illuminates what you really mean to me
G# Bb C# C#m
G# C#m G# C#m G#
It's time for me to leave, the tears upon my sleeve
C#m F# C# G#
You were the one girl I believed, I believed, I believed
InnerWish
Innis
Innocent Blood
Innocent Bystand (...)
Innuendo
InsideOut A capp (...)
Insidious
Insomniacks
Insomnio
Insomnium