Chords for Centipede
Tempo:
62.6 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
A
Eb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[C]
This is goodbye, goodbye to all those little crimes screaming inside.
ain't enough to turn the tide, just so I let them [G] go.
[C] Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [A] hope they'll come [C] alive.
Foolish, I know, breadcrumbs home are all devoured after
[G] charades.
[G] you wear your face, just [C] so I let [Eb] them go.
[Eb] the [G] hope they'll [C] come alive.
This is goodbye, goodbye to all those little crimes screaming inside.
ain't enough to turn the tide, just so I let them [G] go.
[C] Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [A] hope they'll come [C] alive.
Foolish, I know, breadcrumbs home are all devoured after
[G] charades.
[G] you wear your face, just [C] so I let [Eb] them go.
[Eb] the [G] hope they'll [C] come alive.
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is goodbye, _ _ _ _ goodbye to all those little crimes _ _ screaming _ inside.
It _ _ ain't enough to turn the tide, just so I let them [G] go. _ _
[C] Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [A] hope they'll come [C] alive. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Foolish, I know, _ _ _ _ _ breadcrumbs home are all devoured _ after _ _
[G] charades.
_ _ [C] _ Love the way [G] you wear your face, just [C] so I let [Eb] them go.
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [G] hope they'll [C] come alive.
_ I let [Eb] them go.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the hope [A] they'll [C] come alive. _ _ _
[Em] _ Find the same [Cm] old wall to the top [A] and fall _ [C] again. _ _ _
[Em] _ Can you hear [Cm] me call in the hopes [D] they'll _ _ come [A] _ _
alive?
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I sat at a locust swarm, a worried mind, a thunderstorm.
Wrapped in herons, knowing you, the irony of you, get through.
I saw you sitting in your room, leaving plans and sorrows loom.
Solace, chatter, dealing in vain, no corn, no pole, it saves the rain.
Of hopeless dreaming, time disturbed, friends and family needly incurred.
Away in your imagined heart, the chains unchained, their locks unlocked. _
_ The gold [A] beyond the centipede, a [C] hundred hearts and all we [Bb] need.
Marble [A] Venus works his song, [C] the short in love, his life is long.
[Eb] The gold beyond [D] the centipede, [C] a hundred hearts and all we need.
[Bb] The Venus marble [A] works his song, the [C] short in love, his life is long. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is goodbye, _ _ _ _ goodbye to all those little crimes _ _ screaming _ inside.
It _ _ ain't enough to turn the tide, just so I let them [G] go. _ _
[C] Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [A] hope they'll come [C] alive. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Foolish, I know, _ _ _ _ _ breadcrumbs home are all devoured _ after _ _
[G] charades.
_ _ [C] _ Love the way [G] you wear your face, just [C] so I let [Eb] them go.
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the [G] hope they'll [C] come alive.
_ I let [Eb] them go.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ Unpeeling butterflies and [Eb] the hope [A] they'll [C] come alive. _ _ _
[Em] _ Find the same [Cm] old wall to the top [A] and fall _ [C] again. _ _ _
[Em] _ Can you hear [Cm] me call in the hopes [D] they'll _ _ come [A] _ _
alive?
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I sat at a locust swarm, a worried mind, a thunderstorm.
Wrapped in herons, knowing you, the irony of you, get through.
I saw you sitting in your room, leaving plans and sorrows loom.
Solace, chatter, dealing in vain, no corn, no pole, it saves the rain.
Of hopeless dreaming, time disturbed, friends and family needly incurred.
Away in your imagined heart, the chains unchained, their locks unlocked. _
_ The gold [A] beyond the centipede, a [C] hundred hearts and all we [Bb] need.
Marble [A] Venus works his song, [C] the short in love, his life is long.
[Eb] The gold beyond [D] the centipede, [C] a hundred hearts and all we need.
[Bb] The Venus marble [A] works his song, the [C] short in love, his life is long. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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