Biografía:
Senses Fail es una banda de post-hardcore originaria de Ridgewood, en el condado de Bergen, New Jersey. Entre sus influencias principales se encuentran bandas como Jimmy Eat World, Fairweather, Grade, The Promise Ring, Jawbreaker, Saves the Day, Thursday y The Get Up Kids.
La historia de Senses Fail comienza con el cantante líder, James "Buddy" Nielsen, cuando éste puso un anuncio en internet el año anterior a la formación de la banda, invitando a gente para formar parte del grupo.
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Otras canciones:
- Buried A Lie
- Calling All Cars
- Priest And The Matador
- Rum
- The Ground Folds
- Blackout
- Bloody Romance
- Cant Be Saved
- Death Bed
- Family Tradition
- Garden State
- Hair Of The Dog
- In Your Absence
- Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday
- Lady In A Blue Dress
- Lady In The Blue Dress
- Let It Enfold You
- Lost And Found
- Nj Falls Into The Atlantic
- Orlando And A Miscarriage
- Safe House
- Shaking Hands
- Slowdance
- The Martyr
- War Paint
- Yellow Angels
¡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!
Chords:
F#m D A A7
|-2----2--0--0---------------------|
|-2----3--2--2---------------------|
|-2----2--2--1---------------------|
|-4----0--2--2---------------------|
|-4----0--0--0---------------------|
|-2----0--0--0---------------------|
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m D
So speak your knives.
(Don't follow, with your foot)
F#m D
All this pain here,
(All comes from your dry lung)
F#m D
I won't listen
(Your rhetoric is fleeting)
F#m D
My lies are fixed with glue.
F#m
Coming straight from off the water
D
Sunburned face and drunken father
F#m D
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m D
This false art
(Of palm trees and trash heaps)
F#m D
This burning bed
(Where my ghost will now sleep)
F#m
Watching romance from a far seat
D
Bleeding from the glass on my feet
F#m D
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m
An angel on his two knees
D
Arms stretched towards the red sea
A A7
Of violence and a sultry tongue
F#m
The scenic view of carnage
D
Caused by the sword in his hands
A A7
The beauty resonates in birth.
F#m D A A7
It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.
F#m D A A7
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
F#m D A A7
I lay in space choked by my own air.
F#m D A A7
I love the taste of your blackened lips.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7
Naked like the truth should always be
F#m D A A7
|-2----2--0--0---------------------|
|-2----3--2--2---------------------|
|-2----2--2--1---------------------|
|-4----0--2--2---------------------|
|-4----0--0--0---------------------|
|-2----0--0--0---------------------|
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m D
So speak your knives.
(Don't follow, with your foot)
F#m D
All this pain here,
(All comes from your dry lung)
F#m D
I won't listen
(Your rhetoric is fleeting)
F#m D
My lies are fixed with glue.
F#m
Coming straight from off the water
D
Sunburned face and drunken father
F#m D
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m D
This false art
(Of palm trees and trash heaps)
F#m D
This burning bed
(Where my ghost will now sleep)
F#m
Watching romance from a far seat
D
Bleeding from the glass on my feet
F#m D
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7
Naked like the truth should always be.
F#m
An angel on his two knees
D
Arms stretched towards the red sea
A A7
Of violence and a sultry tongue
F#m
The scenic view of carnage
D
Caused by the sword in his hands
A A7
The beauty resonates in birth.
F#m D A A7
It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.
F#m D A A7
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
F#m D A A7
I lay in space choked by my own air.
F#m D A A7
I love the taste of your blackened lips.
F#m D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
A A7
The princess and her bitter queen.
F#m
On the 4th day of July
D
Deep in summers eye,
A A7
Naked like the truth should always be
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