Chords for Charmer - State Birds

Tempo:
76.55 bpm
Chords used:

A

D

B

F#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Charmer - State Birds chords
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You're probably sleeping in every morning, wearing thin, over an alarm clock, screaming
in those party drums again.
I'm always waking up party fucking early, still feeling sick
from the night ago.
The night of the first snow.
[A]
I hope you love my dad, he was a [D] loving mom, [A] and I'm sure he'll miss [D] me.
[A]
I walk up to [B] Robin, outside of my window, and I guess day first, it's all will sink better.
I bury myself in my room, and make a sunset [D] with my buns.
[B] No pain, my windows grey skies, and your [D] chubby cape, rock hard [A] inside.
Muzzled through [D] all this weather, [D] with every day, it's just an endless winter.
I walk up to [B] my wife, over there, so [F#m] I'm hanging my [A] eyes, and she's [B] here, and there's the [D] sky.
[A] I walk up to [B] my wife, down in Arizona, [F#m] rolling up, [A] I know that I don't need it.
[A] My love she ain't [D] there, I walk up to [B] my wife, over there, so I'm hanging [A] my eyes, and she's here, and there's the [D] sky.
[A]
[B] [F#m] [A]
[A] [D]
[A] I walk up to Robin's nest, outside of my window, and I guess day first, can't [B] handle the winter.
Key:  
A
1231
D
1321
B
12341112
F#m
123111112
A
1231
D
1321
B
12341112
F#m
123111112
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
You're probably sleeping in every morning, wearing thin, over an alarm clock, screaming
in those party drums again.
_ I'm always waking up party fucking early, still feeling sick
from the night ago. _ _
The night of the first snow.
[A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I hope you love my dad, he was a [D] loving mom, [A] and I'm sure _ _ he'll miss [D] me.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I walk up to [B] Robin, outside of my window, and I guess day first, it's all will sink better.
I bury myself in my room, and make a sunset [D] with my buns.
[B] No pain, my windows grey skies, and your [D] chubby cape, rock hard [A] inside.
Muzzled through [D] all this weather, [D] with every day, it's just an endless winter.
I walk up to [B] my wife, over there, so [F#m] I'm hanging my [A] eyes, and she's [B] here, and there's the [D] sky.
[A] _ I walk up to [B] my wife, down in Arizona, [F#m] rolling up, [A] I know that I don't need it.
[A] My love she ain't [D] there, I walk up to [B] my wife, over there, so I'm hanging [A] my eyes, and she's here, and there's the [D] sky.
[A] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ I walk up to Robin's nest, outside of my window, and I guess day first, can't [B] handle the winter. _ _ _ _ _ _ _