Cifra de This Song Saved My Life - Shauna Dean Cokeland
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[Verse]
C G
Honestly I don't know who to blame,
Is it the bands or the fans or the brands
Or the way the light hits the kids
In the pit not too far from the stage?
C G
You're leeches, you're all fucking liars,
I've watched you suck blood like your beloved vampires
C G Am F
Hit the road to meet all of the souls you saved.
C G
Nihilistic minors, drowned in black eyeliner,
Am
Jump into the fire
F C
'Cause we heard it's cool to burn
G Am F
It's SDC up in this shit,
Been that bitch,
Been lit since I had an emo fringe
Yes, emo kids, tired of it,
Headphones in like
''Whatcha sellin' mister?''
Well our demographic research just came in,
We've found ourselves a brand new target audience!
To meet our quota this year we need
To market shit to suicidal preteens, but I mean...
C
Who asked for a diss track on a trend that
G Am
Built its reputation on big bands
Who were big fans of the children
F
Emptying their pockets for the man in the tight pants
But oh, he kissed her scars, did he?
He made the hard easy
He packed it up,
Went on a hundred city tour, did he?
Now you wait in line for it,
It just blows your mind, don't it?
Up past your bedtime with a sharpie making signs for it
It says,'Real bands save fans'
Am F
You watched our money change hands
C G
Grown man he's willing to chance it
Am F
That lifestyle's just too romantic
C G
Honestly, I don't know who to blame
Is it the bands or the fans or the brands
Or the way the light hits the kids
In the pit not too far from the stage?
C G
Feels just like magic on a nightmare mind
Am F C
When they give you a metaphor to hide it behind
We waited in line,
Gave 'em t-shirts to sign
Said you're saving my life
C G
Nihilistic minors, drowned in black eyeliner,
Am
Hold up your phones and lighters
F
You've got plenty of time to be
C G Am F
The kind of lovely the big kids sing about
But you better, not get better
Or else you'll be left out......