The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

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Composição de (The Front Bottoms)
Intro 
D C G  



verse 1 
G                                                             Bm  C   G 
There is a map in my room on the wall of my room and I've got big big plans. 
(G)                                                                         Bm     C         G 
And I can see them slipping through almost feel them slipping through the palms of my sweaty hands. 
           Am    G5                                C                     G 
And I move slow,      just slow enough to make you uncomfortable. 



verse 2 
(G)                                     
You say I hate you you mean it and I love you sounds fake 
           Bm            C           G 
It's taken me so long to figure that out. 
(G) 
I used to love the taste I would do anything for it. 
               Bm                  C            G           
Now I would do anything to get the taste out of my mouth. 
              Am        G5                 Bm             C          
And you're so confident     but I hear you crying in your sleeping bag. 


[Refrão]
F Em G But you were broken bad yourself F Em G and you were mad as hell you felt F Em G If you had done anything with anyone else F Em G it would have worked out so well. C But you are an artist and your mind don't work the way you want it to. (G) G One day you'll be washing yourself with hand soap in a public bathroom. F And you'll be thinking how did I get here? Where the hell am I? If the roles were reversed you could have seen me sneaking up, sneaking up from behind. Intro D C G verse 2 G She sees these visions, she feels emotion. Bm C G She says that I cannot go she sees my plane in the ocean. (G) And what about your friends don't you love them enough to stay. Bm C G And I say if I don't leave now then I will never get away. Am G5 Bm C Let me be a blue raft on the blue sea I'll blend right in. Interlude G Verse G Bm C G There is a map in my room on the wall of my room and I've got big big plans. (G) Bm C G And I can see them slipping through almost feel them slipping through the palms of my sweaty hands. Am G5 C And I move slowly, just slow enough to make you uncomfortable.
[Refrão]
F Em G But you were broken bad yourself F Em G and you were mad as hell you felt F Em G If you had done anything with anyone else F Em G it would have worked out so well. C But you are an artist and your mind don't work the way you want it to. (G) G One day you'll be washing yourself with hand soap in a public bathroom. F And you'll be saying how did I get here? Where the hell am I? G If the roles were reversed you could have seen me sneaking up, sneaking up from behind. Intro D C G

Enviado por: Genesis Pimentel

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