TremoloTom Ajouté par TremoloTom
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[Intro]
| F - Am | Dm - - | - F - | Am Dm - |
| - - F | - Am Dm | - - - | Bb - - |
| F - - | - - - | - -
[Verse 1]
F Am Dm
Death she must have been your will
Bb F
A bone beneath the reaper's veil
Am Dm
With your voice, my belly sunk
Bb F
And I began to feel so drunk
Am Dm
Candle, candle, on my clock
Oh Lord,
Bb F A7
I must have heard you knock me out of bed
Dm Bb
As the flames licked my head
F A7
And my lungs filled up black
Dm Bb
In their tiny little shack
F A7
It was real and I repent
Dm Bb
All those messages you sent
F A7
Clear as day, but in the night
Dm Bb
Oh, I couldn't get it right
[Post-Verse]
| F - F/A | Dm - - | - F - | Am Dm - |
| - - F | - Am Dm | - - - | Bb - - |
| F - - | - - - | - -
[Verse 2]
F Am Dm
Here is a church and here is a steeple
Bb F
Open the doors, there are the people
Am Dm
And all their little hearts at ease
Bb F
For another week's disease
Am Dm
And eagle, eagle, talons scream
Bb F
I never once left in between I was on the fence
A7
Dm Bb
And I never wanted your two cents
F A7
Down my throat, into the pit
Dm Bb
With my head upon the spit
Oh reverend, please,
F A7
can I chew your ear?
Dm Bb
I have become what I most fear
F A7
And I know there's no such thing as ghosts
Dm Bb
But I have seen the demon host
[Post-Verse]
F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb
[Outro]
F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
[Intro]
| F - Am | Dm - - | - F - | Am Dm - |
| - - F | - Am Dm | - - - | Bb - - |
| F - - | - - - | - -
[Verse 1]
F | - Am Dm |
| - - - | Bb - - | F - - | - - - |
| Am Dm - | - - Bb | - - F | - - - |
| - - Am | Dm - - | - Bb - | - F - |
| A7 - Dm | - Bb - | F - A7 | - Dm - |
| Bb - F | - A7 - | Dm - Bb | - F - |
| A7 - Dm | - Bb - | - - - | - - - |
Death she must have been your will
A bone beneath the reaper's veil
With your voice, my belly sunk
And I began to feel so drunk
Candle, candle, on my clock
Oh Lord,
I must have heard you knock me out of bed
As the flames licked my head
And my lungs filled up black
In their tiny little shack
It was real and I repent
All those messages you sent
Clear as day, but in the night
Oh, I couldn't get it right
[Post-Verse]
| F - F/A | Dm - - | - F - | Am Dm - |
| - - F | - Am Dm | - - - | Bb - - |
| F - - | - - - | - -
[Verse 2]
F | - Am Dm |
| - - - | Bb - - | F - - | - - - |
| Am Dm - | - - Bb | - - F | - - - |
| - - Am | Dm - - | - Bb - | - F - |
| A7 - Dm | - Bb - | F - A7 | - Dm - |
| Bb - F | - A7 - | Dm - Bb | - F - |
| A7 - Dm | - Bb - | - - - | - - - |
| -
Here is a church and here is a steeple
Open the doors, there are the people
And all their little hearts at ease
For another week's disease
And eagle, eagle, talons scream
I never once left in between I was on the fence
And I never wanted your two cents
Down my throat, into the pit
With my head upon the spit
Oh reverend, please,
can I chew your ear?
I have become what I most fear
And I know there's no such thing as ghosts
But I have seen the demon host
[Post-Verse]
F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb
[Outro]
F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
| Bb F - | A7 Dm - | Bb F - | A7 Dm - |
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