Biografia:
Peace are an indie rock quartet from Birmingham, England, consisting of brothers Harrison (vocals, guitar) and Samuel Koisser (bass), Douglas Castle (guitar) and Dominic Boyce (drums). Signed to Columbia Records, the band began to receive critical acclaim in early 2012 from publications such as The Guardian and NME; who compared them to The Maccabees, Foals, Wu Lyf and Vampire Weekend.
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Outras músicas:
- Waste Of Paint
- Wraith
- Bloodshake
- California Daze
- Flirting Usa
- Float Forever
- From Under Liquid Glass
- Fur
- Happy People
- Higher Than The Sun
- Imaginary
- Kindness Is The New Rock And Roll
- Lost On Me
- Lovesick
- Magnificent
- Money
- Oceans Eye
- Perfect Skin
- Power
- Silverlined
- Someday
- The Music Was To Blame
- Toxic
- Under The Moon
- You Dont Walk Away From Love
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
Am G F
[Verse]
Am G F
There's nothing I can do, I guess, to feel less
Am G F
Over the weather, feet together, stuck in the mess
Am G F
Maybe she's blue, I guess, but if she left
Am G F
Would there be anything here? Just a dripping sphere, a lonely speck
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Em Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
G
The music was to blame
[Instrumental]
Am G F
[Verse]
Am G F
I'm mad at the world today cause she didn't say
Am G F
stop or go or leave me alone I'm not in the mood
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Fm Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
G
The music was to blame
[Bridge]
F Fm Em Am
Oh no, no, if you keep on marching tragic
G F
International shame
G
The stupid were to blame
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Em Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, I'm saying that when the world gets turned to dust
G
The music's gonna stop
Am G F
[Verse]
Am G F
There's nothing I can do, I guess, to feel less
Am G F
Over the weather, feet together, stuck in the mess
Am G F
Maybe she's blue, I guess, but if she left
Am G F
Would there be anything here? Just a dripping sphere, a lonely speck
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Em Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
G
The music was to blame
[Instrumental]
Am G F
[Verse]
Am G F
I'm mad at the world today cause she didn't say
Am G F
stop or go or leave me alone I'm not in the mood
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Fm Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
G
The music was to blame
[Bridge]
F Fm Em Am
Oh no, no, if you keep on marching tragic
G F
International shame
G
The stupid were to blame
[Pre Chorus]
F Fm Em Am G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say
[Chorus]
C E Am F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
G
No matches left to burn
C E Am F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, I'm saying that when the world gets turned to dust
G
The music's gonna stop
Rachie
Randy Houser
Reggio
Repvblik
Rick Nelson