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]
Em Bm A Em
[Verse 1]
Bm A
Was it the breeze, or a lightning crossing the street?
G
Some future reflections of him,
F#
or some kind of cold and lonely mirage in the wind.
Bm A
Was it the smoke that caged us into this joke?
G
This really feels like we’re being choked.
F#
Although we’re surrounded, this feels so alone.
[Chorus 1]
G Bm
Now we feel the paranoia, please get out of our minds!
A E
We left spice station so we’d like to escape this high.
G Bm
Is this body ours or we’re controlled by outer skies?
A E
Oh Blas please tell us now: were you here tonight?
[Bridge]
Bm A
And now we reach that moment in which the loss of reality becomes so severe
G F#
that it defies explanation.
[Verse 1]
Bm A
Lost and found, we crumble on this eternal doubt.
G
Streets seem very dark from this cloud.
F#
All cats and beer and clowns and shouts and madness all around.
[Chorus 2]
G Bm
So we live in paranoia, please get out of our minds!
A E
We left spice station so we’d like to escape this high.
G Bm
All the things we felt and saw were vanished in a flash?
A E F#
So Blas please tell us now: were you here tonight?
[Outro]
Bm G E F# (Guitar only)
Bm G E F# (Keyboards come in)
Bm G E F# (x2) (Reggae-like part)
Bm G E F# (x4) (Fast guitar solos part)
Bm (x2) (Short hit) Bm (Let it sound)
Em Bm A Em
[Verse 1]
Bm A
Was it the breeze, or a lightning crossing the street?
G
Some future reflections of him,
F#
or some kind of cold and lonely mirage in the wind.
Bm A
Was it the smoke that caged us into this joke?
G
This really feels like we’re being choked.
F#
Although we’re surrounded, this feels so alone.
[Chorus 1]
G Bm
Now we feel the paranoia, please get out of our minds!
A E
We left spice station so we’d like to escape this high.
G Bm
Is this body ours or we’re controlled by outer skies?
A E
Oh Blas please tell us now: were you here tonight?
[Bridge]
Bm A
And now we reach that moment in which the loss of reality becomes so severe
G F#
that it defies explanation.
[Verse 1]
Bm A
Lost and found, we crumble on this eternal doubt.
G
Streets seem very dark from this cloud.
F#
All cats and beer and clowns and shouts and madness all around.
[Chorus 2]
G Bm
So we live in paranoia, please get out of our minds!
A E
We left spice station so we’d like to escape this high.
G Bm
All the things we felt and saw were vanished in a flash?
A E F#
So Blas please tell us now: were you here tonight?
[Outro]
Bm G E F# (Guitar only)
Bm G E F# (Keyboards come in)
Bm G E F# (x2) (Reggae-like part)
Bm G E F# (x4) (Fast guitar solos part)
Bm (x2) (Short hit) Bm (Let it sound)
You Wont
You, Me, and Eve (...)
Young and Divine
Young And Sick
Young Beautiful (...)
Young Fresh Fell (...)
Young Galaxy
Young Gun Silver (...)
Young Guns
Young Heretics