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Bad Suns

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Intro Ooh ooh-ooh x4 verse 1 Sleepless nights are new to me All these thoughts are killing me Someone come and put me at ease. All of my anxiety There?s no cause that I can see. What?s this scratching at my brain? Chorus And I can?t stop even if I wanted to Up top maybe I?m simply deluded That?s right maybe I?ve been wasting my time All my time And it?s hard to justify what you can do I?m so sick and tired and full of you and It?s true maybe I?ve been wasting my time All this time yeah Ooh ooh-ooh Ooh ooh. verse 2 Come creeping no one can hear you now Listen so you can show me how Something that I?m missing here      Softly stab my evil dreams Faster help me fall asleep No one knows that?s how it goes All the thoughts that we transpose. Chorus And I can?t stop even if I wanted to Up top maybe I?m simply deluded That?s right maybe I?ve been wasting my time All my time And it?s hard to justify what you can do I?m so sick and tired and full of you and It?s true maybe I?ve been wasting my time All this time yeah Ooh ooh-ooh x6 Chorus And I can?t stop even if I wanted to Up top maybe I?m simply deluded That?s right maybe I?ve been wasting my time All my time And it?s hard to justify what you can do I?m so sick and tired and full of you and It?s true maybe I?ve been wasting my time All this time Bridge From time to time We fall in line But now it seems that we are blind. No one knows that?s how it goes All the thoughts that we transpose. Ooh ooh-ooh x9

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Cette chanson évoque une lutte intérieure avec des pensées envahissantes et le sentiment d'anxiété. L'artiste exprime une difficulté à trouver le sommeil, submergé par des idées qui le tourmentent et qui rendent ses nuits sans repos. Il se questionne sur sa capacité à avancer et réfléchit à la manière dont il dépense son temps, tout en ressentant un malaise face aux relations qui l'entourent. Dans un monde où l’on vacille entre espoir et désillusion, le texte évoque aussi une prise de conscience collective, où la perception et les attentes semblent floues. Les pensées se mélangent, soulignant la complexité des émotions humaines et l’incertitude qui en découle.