Historic Cemetery

The Front Bottoms

  • Am
  • Bm
  • C
  • D
  • Em
  • F#m
  • G
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Tom:
C G C Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C getting high and messing around
G Em getting high and trying to figure it out [Instrumental] Em G C Am (x2) [Verse 1]
Em G C Am There was a sacrificial ritual inside my room last night
Em G C Am It was held there in secret, hard to see anything in the candlelight
Em G C Am Now there is melted wax all over my floor
Em G C Am and the scent of incense is rising up from underneath the door [Verse 2]
Em G C Am Now maybe it was not as serious as I am making it sound
C G C Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C getting high and messing around
G (Em) getting high and trying to figure it out [Instrumental]
Em F#m G C [Verse 3]
Em G I feel the burn, my tired feet
C Am not much to go, a few more streets
Em G See your face is all I need
C Am my one and only, my sweet relief
Em G And you would think I never had it
C Am the way that this world mocks my magic [Hook]
C G But it was all for you
C G to continue to be able
C G (Em) to continue to be able right now [Instrumental]
Em F#m G C Bm
Em F#m G C D [Chorus]
C G C Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C getting high and messing around
G C getting high and trying to figure it out
G I don't need your reasons anymore
C G don't need your reasons anymore
C G C (Em) need your reasons anymore [Instrumental]
Em F#m G G [Bridge]
Em F#m I put my wrong finger in the hot wax
G G now I can't play for you like that
Em F#m the last thing I need, it's true,
G would be a stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
Em F#m G I cant begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt
C when everything fell through [Instrumental]
Em F#m G C D [Outro] Alternate between C and G You moved to New York to meet a beautiful girl and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world But you got scared they're all gonna find someone else So you find one and tell her things you're dying to tell We got high to a record; I forget how it went It was a song about love at the time it made sense and when the side ended we just layed there in bed You had fallen asleep but I stayed up and read I made a list of everything I said I never meant Considered all the things I never said but I digress I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left You called me when you woke but I was sleeping off the meds
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Composição: Brian Sella

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