Seventeen Going Under Sam Fender

Seventeen Going Under

Sam Fender

Tyler

1344
0:00 3:47
Accordatura Standard (E A D G B E)
Tempo 4/4
Tonalità: Ab
Capotasto:
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Testo

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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   I  remember the sickness was forever
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I remember snuff videos
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   Cold Septembers
The distances we covered
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The fist fights on  the beach
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The Bizzies round us up
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Do it all again   next week
And Embryonic love
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The first time that it scarred
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Embarrass yourself for someone
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Crying like   a child
And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
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Still bugs  me now
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  That’s the thing it lingers
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And claws you when   you're down

[Bridge]
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[Verse 2]
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  I was far too scared to hit him
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But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
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That's the thing with anger
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It begs to stick around
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  So it can fleece you of your beauty
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And leave you spent with nowt  to offer
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It makes you hurt the ones who love  you
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You hurt them like   they're nothing

[Chorus]
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Db                  Bbm          Ab
  You hurt them like   they're nothing
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[Verse 3]
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  See I spent my teens enraged
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Spiralling  in silence
And I armed myself with a grin
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  Cause I was always the fuckin' joker
Buried in their humour
                       Fm         Gb
Amongst the white noise  and boys'  boys
                         Db
Locker room talkin' lads'  lads
                 Bbm          Ab
Drenched in cheap   drink and snide fags
A mirrored picture of my old man
                Fm     Gb
Oh God the kid's  a dab  hand
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Canny chanter, but he looks  sad
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God, the kid   looks so  sad

[Bridge]
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            She said the debt, the debt,
the debt

[Verse 4]
So I thought about shifting gear
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  And how she wept and wept and wept
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Luck  came and died round here I see
     Ab
my mother
The DWP see a number
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She cries on the floor encumbered
                    Db
I'm seventeen going under
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I'm seventeen   going under

[Chorus]
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        I'm seventeen   going under
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        I'm seventeen   going under

[Outro]
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Battute

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I  remember the sickness was forever
I remember snuff videos
Cold Septembers
The distances we covered
The fist fights on  the beach
The Bizzies round us up
Do it all again   next week
And Embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like   a child
And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
Still bugs  me now
That’s the thing it lingers
And claws you when   you're down

[Bridge]
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[Verse 2]
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I was far too scared to hit him
But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
That's the thing with anger
It begs to stick around
So it can fleece you of your beauty
And leave you spent with nowt  to offer
It makes you hurt the ones who love  you
You hurt them like   they're nothing

[Chorus]
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You hurt them like   they're nothing

[Verse 3]
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See I spent my teens enraged
Spiralling  in silence
And I armed myself with a grin
Cause I was always the fuckin' joker
Buried in their humour
Amongst the white noise  and boys'  boys
Locker room talkin' lads'  lads
Drenched in cheap   drink and snide fags
A mirrored picture of my old man
Oh God the kid's  a dab  hand
Canny chanter, but he looks  sad
God, the kid   looks so  sad

[Bridge]
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She said the debt, the debt,
the debt

[Verse 4]
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So I thought about shifting gear
And how she wept and wept and wept
Luck  came and died round here I see
my mother
The DWP see a number
She cries on the floor encumbered
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen   going under

[Chorus]
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I'm seventeen   going under
I'm seventeen   going under

[Outro]
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