Biografía:
Nació en Lexington, Kentucky el 6 de Febrero de 1993 y la llamaron "Tinashe" Jorgensen, que significa "Dios está con nosotros" en shona , por su abuelo. Pasó sus primeros años en DeKalb, Illinois , como una modelo de bebé, con sus dos hermanos menores, Thulani y Kudzai, pero, a los ocho años se mudó a Los Angeles, Los Angeles. Su padre es de Zimbabwe y su madre es caucásica. Para ella, según dice, la música fue su primer lenguaje. Es cinturón negro en taekwondo, tiene un perro (Jazz) y un gato.
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NO CAPO STANDARD TUNING
USE BAR CHORDS
[Verse 1: Tinashe]
C D
We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals
Am F
Sure, I get lonely, when I'm the only
C D
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Am F
Bit of brown salt, stinging on my tongue
C D
I will not waver, heart will not wait it's turn
AM F
It will beat, it will burn burn, burn your love into the ground
C D
With the lips of another
Am F
'Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely
Sometimes
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] C D Am F
I hit the bar
Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic
To the car
We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrr
Crash on the floor, catch the z, z, z's
Popping the polar opposite the NZT
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
But I done seen how the drugs did my main man
The nights you won't remember, are the nights you won't remember
I be gone 'til November, on my city come December
Dreams are made for cages nigga, lions are for real nigga
Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills nigga
Friday's awful chill and I just came to catch a re-
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying
Hope you feel what I'm saying
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
[Bridge: Tinashe]
C
Don't even know me
D
Except I get lonely some nights
Em
When the angels on my shoulder
Am
Slump my head
C
I'm stuck here with the vultures
D
Hissing and circling
Am Em
You didn't call me
C C
Call me
D
I'm crawling
F
Crawling, crawling back to you
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
Read more: Snakehips - All My Friends Lyrics | MetroLyrics
USE BAR CHORDS
[Verse 1: Tinashe]
C D
We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals
Am F
Sure, I get lonely, when I'm the only
C D
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Am F
Bit of brown salt, stinging on my tongue
C D
I will not waver, heart will not wait it's turn
AM F
It will beat, it will burn burn, burn your love into the ground
C D
With the lips of another
Am F
'Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely
Sometimes
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] C D Am F
I hit the bar
Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic
To the car
We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrr
Crash on the floor, catch the z, z, z's
Popping the polar opposite the NZT
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
But I done seen how the drugs did my main man
The nights you won't remember, are the nights you won't remember
I be gone 'til November, on my city come December
Dreams are made for cages nigga, lions are for real nigga
Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills nigga
Friday's awful chill and I just came to catch a re-
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying
Hope you feel what I'm saying
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
[Bridge: Tinashe]
C
Don't even know me
D
Except I get lonely some nights
Em
When the angels on my shoulder
Am
Slump my head
C
I'm stuck here with the vultures
D
Hissing and circling
Am Em
You didn't call me
C C
Call me
D
I'm crawling
F
Crawling, crawling back to you
[Hook: All]
C D
All my friends are wasted
AM
And I hate this club
F
Man I drink too much
C D
Another Friday night I wasted
Am
My eyes are black and red
F
I'm crawling back to you babe
Read more: Snakehips - All My Friends Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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