Chords for Dave Hause - Melanin (BackSeatSessions)

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_ _ [G] Hey everybody, my name is Dave Haas.
I'm here in Bremen, Germany _ in the backseat of this van.
I'm about to play [A] Melanin for [A] Backseat Sessions.
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Here it is.
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_ I'm running out of [B] reasons to stay. _
I just promise [B] I won't [F#] stay a night.
_ _ [D] I just promise I'll [E] do the long [A] workout fight. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The air is so cold this time [E] of year, it's cold like a killer's skin.
_ _ _ I'm only on force, hot air dries [F#m] out your [C#] skin. _
_ [E] It gets me so down when the loneliness spreads to your eyes.
So _ _ tell [A] me it's fine, [F#] I know it's a lie.
_ _ [D] I just promise [B] I won't [F#] stay a night. _ _
[E] I just promise [Em] I'll do the long [B] workout fight.
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I turn it up, _ [F#] when the radio can sing a song.
[D] The snow is melting faster now, [B] the sun is making me feel stoned.
[E] I turn it up, _ _ [F#] come on baby sing along.
[D] Let's force these [E] winter blues and stumble [A] along.
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[F#] _ _ Yeah, I promise [B] I won't stay [F#] a night.
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I just promise [E] I'll do the long workout fight.
_ _ _ _ I turn it up, _ when the [C#] radio can sing a song.
[D] The snow is melting faster [B] now, the sun is making me feel stoned.
[E] I turn it up, _ [F#] come on baby sing along.
[D] Let's force these winter [E] blues and [E] stumble along.
_ Yeah, I turn it up, [F#] when the radio can sing a song.
[D] The snow is melting faster now, [E] it's difficult to play with these cobblestones.
I turn it up, _ _
[F#] come on baby sing along.
[D] Let's force these [B] winter blues and stumble [F#] along.
_ [D] Yeah, we're gonna force [E] these winter blues and stumble along. _ _
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Somebody take me home.
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Fuck your honor, we are that fucking filthy guy.
Cracks in our armor, got cracks in the ceiling.
And the [E] stacks that we're building will react when we're feeling that crack.
Attack, attack, and we'll own you like a Mac.
Suck your honor, we are that fucking filthy, yeah.
What's up?
No kings, no love for your made up things.
In the paint, but it ain't no game.
On the wall with a little complaint.
Leave that stain, [D#] weave through cities, dodge and rain.
No thing but an open door, it's yours.
No lie, [E] but you gotta get dirty, man.
Bitch, it's your pride.
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