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Introdução Guitarra I
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Solo da guitarra II que acompanha a introdução
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Bbm
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
F
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up keep it up and raise ur hands
Bbm
lets take a look up in the sky and I see
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy,
F
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide.
Everything red.
Gb
Please, won't you push me for the last time,
Ab
Lets scream until there's nothing left
Gb
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.
The thought of you is no ing fun.
Ab
You want a martyr, I'll be one because enough's enough,
We're done.
Bbm
You told me, "think about it"
Gb Ebm
Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
(Bbm F)
Bbm
The thing I think I love
F
Will surely bring me pain
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Bbm
Three cheers for throwing up
Pubescent drama queen
F
You make me sick I make it worse by drinking late.
Gb Ab
Scream until there's nothing left
Gb
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.
The thought of you is no ing fun.
Ab
You want a martyr, I'll be one because enough's enough,
We're done.
Bbm Gb
You told me, "think about it", well I did
Ebm
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
Bbm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Gb
Imagine living like a king someday.
Ebm
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
F
And if the bass shakes the earth underground.
Bbm
We'll start a new revolution NOW
Bbm
Hail Mary, forgive me
F
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Bbm F
Come at me, now this is war!
Bbm Gb
You told me, "think about it", well I did
Ebm
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
F
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
Bbm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Gb
Imagine living like a king someday.
Ebm
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
F
We are the shadows screaming take us now
Bbm
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground.
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