The Flatliners é uma banda canadense de punk rock formada em Richmond Hill, Ontário. Desde sua formação em 2002, a banda tem sido uma grande influência no crescente movimento punk/ska em Toronto, assim como em outras áreas da Região Metropolitana de Toronto. Atualmente a banda faz parte do casting da Fat Wreck Chords e da Stomp Records (Canadá). A banda ganhou o prêmio inaugural, anual "Best Band Ever" dado pelo Edmonton Vinyl Blog DigitalIsDead.
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!
The Flatliners Momumental Calvacade 2010 Submitted by: [email protected]
Key: Bb
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used: Bb - x13331 F - 133211 Gm - 355333 Eb - x68886 Cm - x35543 G# - 466544
Intro: Eb--Gm-F-
Verse 1: Eb Ever since I pulled over Bb I've been looking for you in the strangest places Eb With desperation painted Bb on my face and I'm shaking CmGm As I check every car window Eb in the parking lot Cm Swallowing these ashes whole Gm And know that soon I'll be EbEb(hold) in route to the hospital
Chorus 1: EbBb You'd think I've got it all EbGm until tires start to crawl EbBb I'm asleep at the wheel GmF this binge is monumental
Verse 2: Eb Getting high in a borrowed car Bb Listening to the Eb songs that got me this far Into my own head Bb Just thinking of this Cm always thinking of this GmEb Put on a pair of sunglasses G# that turn February gray Gm into everything yellow You'll always want to Eb see as much of the sky As much of the Eb(hold) sky as possible
Chorus 2: EbBb You'd think I've got it all EbGm until tires start to crawl EbBb I'm asleep at the wheel GmF this binge is monumental EbBb And I feel no pain at Eb all when these tires Gm screech down to a EbBb halt Asleep hitting the wall this GmF binge is monumental
Bridge: Eb Greet the world with a poker face Through empty bottles in a haze Bb They won't suspect a Cm thing now will they? Eb Itemize your life in a panicked state So you can sleep at night Bb And dream about never Cm turning old and gray GmF Catching my breath now Gm seems as useless as FG# airplane conversations Gm cause I enjoy toiling EbEb(hold) in all of my frustration
Chorus 3: EbBb You'd think I've got it all EbGm until tires start to crawl EbBb I'm asleep at the wheel GmF this binge is monumental EbBb And I feel no pain at Eb all when these tires Gm screech down to a EbBb halt Asleep hitting the wall this GmF binge is monumental GmF Our skin is peeling G# from the searing GmEbBb(hold) steel surrounding us