Sacha Sacket (nascido em 20 de Setembro de 1978, em Teerã, Irã) é um cantor-compositor pop, pianista e ator americano que reside em Los Angeles, Califórnia, Estados Unidos desde um ano de idade. Sacket lançou três álbuns, Alabaster Flesh (2001), Shadowed (2005), e Lovers and Leaders (2007) e um EP intitulado Hermitage (2009).
Sacha Sacket tem sido citado por dizer, "Eu sou apaixonado por amor não correspondido. Eu escreverei sobre isso para sempre.
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!
Heard this tune from a trailer for November Son, and had to play it. Most of Sacket's music sounds the same, but it's good stuff.
This song has three different chord sequences, one for verse, bridge, chorus. I'm not going to chord the first three parts, the rest I will label.
Verse: GmFC Bridge: D#F Chorus D#A#FC
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Intro GmFCGmFC
[Verse] Gm Give it everything you’ve got FC You’re your own worst enemy Gm Drinking spirits, taking shots FC Glass still remains half empty Gm You wish that you won’t wake up FC But you can’t even get to sleep Gm Six feet under for these six months FC Just dying to be buried
[Bridge] D# And I’m the one to lift you up F ‘Cause I can’t be your Francis Bean D# The love I give will never stop F You don’t want to wait and see
[Chorus] D# It’s Sweet A# Suicide to my life F Saving you every time C I catch you half-alive D# Wish I could compete A# With your perfect goodbye F The sweat of your thousand tries C The threat of the same blue sky
[Verse] You know what it's like to touch The edge with all apologies Where just this once is one too much And you have nothing left to be You know how it feels alone To catch yourself still thinking "Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me"
[Bridge] But I'm the one to lift you up 'Cause I won't be your Francis Bean The love I give will never stop You don't want to wait and see
[Chorus] It's Sweet Suicide to my life Saving you every time I catch you half-alive Wish I could compete With your perfect good-bye The sweat of your thousand tries The threat of the same blue sky
And I would be your answer Would be your savior Would be your sign And I would be your water Would be your shoulder Would be your sigh