Chords for Atlas - if design dictates function, what am i? w/ autumn keys
Tempo:
76.9 bpm
Chords used:
F
Am
E
F#
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Am] And if I [F#] could [B] explain it [F] then I would, you [E] know I would.
[Am] And if I could explain it [F] then I would, I [E] know I should.
[Am] And if I could explain it [F] then I would, oh [G#] I would
I [C] wrote a lot of [Am] words that I never meant [G] Left my self-restraint and seas encased inside
a [F] sediment My [D#] regiment is [E] endless, I'm the president
of weathermen So catch me on a rainy day with feathers and
a [C] weathered brim It ain't a mystery why history is mythic
to me I watch the planet [F#] dwindle into entropy
My [F] friends and me are listening to Milo in a [Em] treehouse
Made of toothpicks building toward the sky And we'll be [C] swimming in that blue midst until
we hit the [Am] sun Like a licorice in an icarus
My wax wings are [F#] catching the flickering that [F] finished it
The flames are forgetting I'm the same as Greek [E] legends were
Cause I'm looked back upon with a [Am] separate curve
That's the only reason I was ever passing classes
Sat in back with half-rimmed glasses playing [D] Pokemon and laughing
And [F] instructions from the substitute Functioning as someone [E] new
But nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's enough [Am] for you
I'm sorry [F#m] [F] Nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's
enough [G#] for you Building up my courage via self [E]-imposed subterfuge
I feel like a [Am] frame in which [E] there sits a picture
[F#] Which resembles every fixture I can visit through elixirs
I'm not [E] tripping, I'm not crazy I'm not [G] stepping out of [E] line
I'm the only function circumventing its design
And ignoring every [Am] law set in place in the past
I'm a [E] Jackson Pollock painting in a Plague Doctor's mask
I'm an aphrodisiac with a rather sleazy knack
For retaining information when it passes through my [F] back
I'm the tip of a knife [Am] and the grip of a vice
I'm weak, the old me is still envisioning life
From the barrier that death creates carrying a message [E] late
This [G#] is but an ode to the precarious and second [Am]-rate
This is but an overthought analysis of balance in society
Variety is quietly [F] expiring and I can see the ambient occlusion on my [E] sides
Opening the gates before I open up my [Am] eyes and see
Open up my eyes and wait till [F#m] I fall back [F] asleep Back [G#] asleep
See, I stopped using a fake voice in rap
Stopped pretending I was someone who [F#] is stronger than I am
Stopped facilitating ego on a hunt for validation
And I somehow ended up exactly where I started
And exactly where I started is exactly where I [Cm] am
In my room alone at 4am with nothing I can stand
[G] I forgot the person who I used to be
He's in the past now and I'm still waiting
[Am] And if I could explain it [F] then I would, I [E] know I should.
[Am] And if I could explain it [F] then I would, oh [G#] I would
I [C] wrote a lot of [Am] words that I never meant [G] Left my self-restraint and seas encased inside
a [F] sediment My [D#] regiment is [E] endless, I'm the president
of weathermen So catch me on a rainy day with feathers and
a [C] weathered brim It ain't a mystery why history is mythic
to me I watch the planet [F#] dwindle into entropy
My [F] friends and me are listening to Milo in a [Em] treehouse
Made of toothpicks building toward the sky And we'll be [C] swimming in that blue midst until
we hit the [Am] sun Like a licorice in an icarus
My wax wings are [F#] catching the flickering that [F] finished it
The flames are forgetting I'm the same as Greek [E] legends were
Cause I'm looked back upon with a [Am] separate curve
That's the only reason I was ever passing classes
Sat in back with half-rimmed glasses playing [D] Pokemon and laughing
And [F] instructions from the substitute Functioning as someone [E] new
But nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's enough [Am] for you
I'm sorry [F#m] [F] Nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's
enough [G#] for you Building up my courage via self [E]-imposed subterfuge
I feel like a [Am] frame in which [E] there sits a picture
[F#] Which resembles every fixture I can visit through elixirs
I'm not [E] tripping, I'm not crazy I'm not [G] stepping out of [E] line
I'm the only function circumventing its design
And ignoring every [Am] law set in place in the past
I'm a [E] Jackson Pollock painting in a Plague Doctor's mask
I'm an aphrodisiac with a rather sleazy knack
For retaining information when it passes through my [F] back
I'm the tip of a knife [Am] and the grip of a vice
I'm weak, the old me is still envisioning life
From the barrier that death creates carrying a message [E] late
This [G#] is but an ode to the precarious and second [Am]-rate
This is but an overthought analysis of balance in society
Variety is quietly [F] expiring and I can see the ambient occlusion on my [E] sides
Opening the gates before I open up my [Am] eyes and see
Open up my eyes and wait till [F#m] I fall back [F] asleep Back [G#] asleep
See, I stopped using a fake voice in rap
Stopped pretending I was someone who [F#] is stronger than I am
Stopped facilitating ego on a hunt for validation
And I somehow ended up exactly where I started
And exactly where I started is exactly where I [Cm] am
In my room alone at 4am with nothing I can stand
[G] I forgot the person who I used to be
He's in the past now and I'm still waiting
Key:
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Am
E
F#
G#
F
Am
E
[F] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ And if I [F#] could [B] explain it [F] then I would, you [E] know I would.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ And if I could explain it [F] then I would, I [E] know I should.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ And if I could explain it [F] then I would, oh [G#] I would
I [C] wrote a lot of [Am] words that I never meant [G] Left my self-restraint and seas encased inside
a [F] sediment My [D#] regiment is [E] endless, I'm the president
of weathermen So catch me on a rainy day with feathers and
a [C] weathered brim It ain't a mystery why history is mythic
to me I watch the planet [F#] dwindle into entropy
My [F] friends and me are listening to Milo in a [Em] treehouse
Made of toothpicks building toward the sky And we'll be [C] swimming in that blue midst until
we hit the [Am] sun Like a licorice in an icarus
My wax wings are [F#] catching the flickering that [F] finished it
The flames are forgetting I'm the same as Greek [E] legends were
Cause I'm looked back upon with a [Am] separate curve
That's the only reason I was ever passing classes
Sat in back with half-rimmed glasses playing [D] Pokemon and laughing
And [F] instructions from the substitute Functioning as someone [E] new
But nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's enough [Am] for you _ _ _
I'm sorry [F#m] _ [F] Nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's
enough [G#] for you Building up my courage via self [E]-imposed subterfuge
I feel like a [Am] frame in which [E] there sits a picture
[F#] Which resembles every fixture I can visit through elixirs
I'm not [E] tripping, I'm not crazy I'm not [G] stepping out of [E] line
I'm the only function circumventing its design
And ignoring every [Am] law set in place in the past
I'm a [E] Jackson Pollock painting in a Plague Doctor's mask
I'm an aphrodisiac with a rather sleazy knack
For retaining information when it passes through my [F] back
I'm the tip of a knife [Am] and the grip of a vice
I'm weak, the old me is still envisioning life
From the barrier that death creates carrying a message [E] late
This [G#] is but an ode to the precarious and second [Am]-rate
This is but an overthought analysis of balance in society
Variety is quietly [F] expiring and I can see the ambient occlusion on my [E] sides
Opening the gates before I open up my [Am] eyes and see
Open _ up my eyes and wait till [F#m] I fall back [F] asleep _ Back [G#] asleep
See, I stopped using a fake voice in rap
Stopped pretending I was someone who [F#] is stronger than I am
Stopped facilitating ego on a hunt for validation
And I somehow ended up exactly where I started
And exactly where I started is exactly where I [Cm] am
In my room alone at 4am with nothing I can stand
[G] I forgot the person who I used to be
He's in the past now and I'm still waiting
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ And if I could explain it [F] then I would, I [E] know I should.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ And if I could explain it [F] then I would, oh [G#] I would
I [C] wrote a lot of [Am] words that I never meant [G] Left my self-restraint and seas encased inside
a [F] sediment My [D#] regiment is [E] endless, I'm the president
of weathermen So catch me on a rainy day with feathers and
a [C] weathered brim It ain't a mystery why history is mythic
to me I watch the planet [F#] dwindle into entropy
My [F] friends and me are listening to Milo in a [Em] treehouse
Made of toothpicks building toward the sky And we'll be [C] swimming in that blue midst until
we hit the [Am] sun Like a licorice in an icarus
My wax wings are [F#] catching the flickering that [F] finished it
The flames are forgetting I'm the same as Greek [E] legends were
Cause I'm looked back upon with a [Am] separate curve
That's the only reason I was ever passing classes
Sat in back with half-rimmed glasses playing [D] Pokemon and laughing
And [F] instructions from the substitute Functioning as someone [E] new
But nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's enough [Am] for you _ _ _
I'm sorry [F#m] _ [F] Nameless at the same I'm having sin if that's
enough [G#] for you Building up my courage via self [E]-imposed subterfuge
I feel like a [Am] frame in which [E] there sits a picture
[F#] Which resembles every fixture I can visit through elixirs
I'm not [E] tripping, I'm not crazy I'm not [G] stepping out of [E] line
I'm the only function circumventing its design
And ignoring every [Am] law set in place in the past
I'm a [E] Jackson Pollock painting in a Plague Doctor's mask
I'm an aphrodisiac with a rather sleazy knack
For retaining information when it passes through my [F] back
I'm the tip of a knife [Am] and the grip of a vice
I'm weak, the old me is still envisioning life
From the barrier that death creates carrying a message [E] late
This [G#] is but an ode to the precarious and second [Am]-rate
This is but an overthought analysis of balance in society
Variety is quietly [F] expiring and I can see the ambient occlusion on my [E] sides
Opening the gates before I open up my [Am] eyes and see
Open _ up my eyes and wait till [F#m] I fall back [F] asleep _ Back [G#] asleep
See, I stopped using a fake voice in rap
Stopped pretending I was someone who [F#] is stronger than I am
Stopped facilitating ego on a hunt for validation
And I somehow ended up exactly where I started
And exactly where I started is exactly where I [Cm] am
In my room alone at 4am with nothing I can stand
[G] I forgot the person who I used to be
He's in the past now and I'm still waiting