Chords for Die Another Day
Tempo:
116.75 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
F#
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [A] [F#]
[D] [A] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [A] [F#m]
Lay [F#] my tentacles in the [C#m] crucible just to see the world.
[F#] I'm something [Bm] [B] beautiful, [A]
a gem of my [F#]
soul.
[F#m] Because the ground is red and white, like the ground before and after.
The [A]
past I've always [E]
had a [F#m] way of.
[B]
Show me what my chance [A] of survival [E] says.
I'll try another [F#] day.
[B] [F#m]
[F#] Lay my [D]
tentacles [E] [F#] [E] in the crucible [D]
just [C#m] to see my [F#m] church.
I'm something [Em]
meaningful, [B] a [F#] gem [A]
of my [D] soul.
Sweating toxicity, [E]
begging for [F#m] amnesty.
Make it a [A] song, a way to see me.
I'm cannot be told you're laughing.
[E] The chance [F#m] of survival.
I'll never regret it.
Did it come into existence?
Or was it in vain?
I like getting stuck because I already did it.
Stand up, [A]
you better look faster.
Over, [E]
I always run [F#m] away. Baby, closer.
[A]
Give [B] me a chance [A] to show you my [E] chance of survival.
[F#]
[B] [F#]
I'm reaching for my vision, freaking in the kitchen,
blustering, [C#] committed, buying my own gas.
Scooby [F#m]-Doo, ballerina, standing on your [D] [C#m] bed,
and standing in a minute, living.
[F#m] [C#] I'm a [F#] critic, making a panel from three [G#] ones until [A] I'm a man.
[F#] They sound on the other side, back to devour what I've been denied.
Backtrack records will be gone, but this time I'll be paying attention.
[F#m] Can't dwell on my damaged pride.
I got moves to make, I got heart to break.
Manic and erratic, but emphatic about learning the hard way.
Learning [F#] the hard way.
[Bm] Need [F#m] to fight the enemy.
Look at my instincts, shaming.
Shake up my camera roll.
Wait a minute, [B] wait a minute.
[F#] We [F#m] don't all pay.
There's no give and take, there's no stop [F#] but kill.
[F#m]
[E] [A] [C#] No time to [F#m] delve on a [E] [A] case.
They will slap [C#m] your funeral.
I'm singing the [A] blessing of ripping the ripper off,
nude and gay.
Dating Mona, the master of love,
looking at the envelope,
sending my brain [C#] blowing.
[N]
[D] [A] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [A] [F#m]
Lay [F#] my tentacles in the [C#m] crucible just to see the world.
[F#] I'm something [Bm] [B] beautiful, [A]
a gem of my [F#]
soul.
[F#m] Because the ground is red and white, like the ground before and after.
The [A]
past I've always [E]
had a [F#m] way of.
[B]
Show me what my chance [A] of survival [E] says.
I'll try another [F#] day.
[B] [F#m]
[F#] Lay my [D]
tentacles [E] [F#] [E] in the crucible [D]
just [C#m] to see my [F#m] church.
I'm something [Em]
meaningful, [B] a [F#] gem [A]
of my [D] soul.
Sweating toxicity, [E]
begging for [F#m] amnesty.
Make it a [A] song, a way to see me.
I'm cannot be told you're laughing.
[E] The chance [F#m] of survival.
I'll never regret it.
Did it come into existence?
Or was it in vain?
I like getting stuck because I already did it.
Stand up, [A]
you better look faster.
Over, [E]
I always run [F#m] away. Baby, closer.
[A]
Give [B] me a chance [A] to show you my [E] chance of survival.
[F#]
[B] [F#]
I'm reaching for my vision, freaking in the kitchen,
blustering, [C#] committed, buying my own gas.
Scooby [F#m]-Doo, ballerina, standing on your [D] [C#m] bed,
and standing in a minute, living.
[F#m] [C#] I'm a [F#] critic, making a panel from three [G#] ones until [A] I'm a man.
[F#] They sound on the other side, back to devour what I've been denied.
Backtrack records will be gone, but this time I'll be paying attention.
[F#m] Can't dwell on my damaged pride.
I got moves to make, I got heart to break.
Manic and erratic, but emphatic about learning the hard way.
Learning [F#] the hard way.
[Bm] Need [F#m] to fight the enemy.
Look at my instincts, shaming.
Shake up my camera roll.
Wait a minute, [B] wait a minute.
[F#] We [F#m] don't all pay.
There's no give and take, there's no stop [F#] but kill.
[F#m]
[E] [A] [C#] No time to [F#m] delve on a [E] [A] case.
They will slap [C#m] your funeral.
I'm singing the [A] blessing of ripping the ripper off,
nude and gay.
Dating Mona, the master of love,
looking at the envelope,
sending my brain [C#] blowing.
[N]
Key:
A
F#m
F#
E
B
A
F#m
F#
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
Lay [F#] my _ tentacles _ _ in the [C#m] crucible just to see the world.
[F#] I'm something [Bm] _ [B] beautiful, _ [A]
a gem of my _ [F#] _
soul.
_ [F#m] Because the ground is _ red and white, like the ground before and after.
The _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ past I've always _ [E] _
had a [F#m] way _ of.
[B]
Show me what my chance [A] of _ survival [E] says.
I'll try another [F#] day. _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ Lay my _ [D]
tentacles [E] _ _ [F#] [E] in the crucible [D]
just [C#m] to see my [F#m] church.
I'm something [Em] _
_ meaningful, [B] a [F#] gem _ [A]
of my _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] soul.
Sweating toxicity, [E] _
begging for [F#m] amnesty.
Make it a [A] song, a way to see me.
I'm cannot be told you're laughing.
[E] The chance [F#m] of survival.
I'll never regret it. _ _
Did it come into existence?
Or was it in vain?
I like getting stuck because I already did it.
Stand up, _ [A] _
you better look faster.
_ Over, [E]
I always run [F#m] away. Baby, _ closer.
[A]
Give [B] me a chance [A] to show you my [E] chance of survival.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm reaching for my vision, freaking in the kitchen,
blustering, [C#] committed, buying my own gas.
Scooby [F#m]-Doo, ballerina, standing on your _ _ [D] _ _ [C#m] bed,
and standing in a minute, living.
[F#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ I'm a [F#] critic, making a panel from three _ [G#] ones until [A] I'm a man.
[F#] _ They sound on the other side, back to devour what I've been denied.
_ Backtrack records will be gone, but this time I'll be paying attention. _ _
[F#m] Can't dwell on my damaged pride.
I got moves to make, I got heart to break.
Manic and erratic, but emphatic about learning the hard way.
Learning [F#] the hard way.
[Bm] Need [F#m] to fight the enemy.
Look at my instincts, shaming.
Shake up my camera roll.
Wait a minute, [B] wait a minute.
[F#] We [F#m] don't all pay. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ There's no give and take, there's no stop [F#] but kill.
[F#m] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ [C#] No time to [F#m] delve on a _ [E] _ _ [A] case.
They will slap [C#m] your funeral.
_ I'm singing the [A] blessing of ripping the ripper off,
nude and gay. _ _
Dating Mona, the master of love,
looking at the envelope,
sending my brain [C#] blowing.
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
Lay [F#] my _ tentacles _ _ in the [C#m] crucible just to see the world.
[F#] I'm something [Bm] _ [B] beautiful, _ [A]
a gem of my _ [F#] _
soul.
_ [F#m] Because the ground is _ red and white, like the ground before and after.
The _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ past I've always _ [E] _
had a [F#m] way _ of.
[B]
Show me what my chance [A] of _ survival [E] says.
I'll try another [F#] day. _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ Lay my _ [D]
tentacles [E] _ _ [F#] [E] in the crucible [D]
just [C#m] to see my [F#m] church.
I'm something [Em] _
_ meaningful, [B] a [F#] gem _ [A]
of my _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] soul.
Sweating toxicity, [E] _
begging for [F#m] amnesty.
Make it a [A] song, a way to see me.
I'm cannot be told you're laughing.
[E] The chance [F#m] of survival.
I'll never regret it. _ _
Did it come into existence?
Or was it in vain?
I like getting stuck because I already did it.
Stand up, _ [A] _
you better look faster.
_ Over, [E]
I always run [F#m] away. Baby, _ closer.
[A]
Give [B] me a chance [A] to show you my [E] chance of survival.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm reaching for my vision, freaking in the kitchen,
blustering, [C#] committed, buying my own gas.
Scooby [F#m]-Doo, ballerina, standing on your _ _ [D] _ _ [C#m] bed,
and standing in a minute, living.
[F#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ I'm a [F#] critic, making a panel from three _ [G#] ones until [A] I'm a man.
[F#] _ They sound on the other side, back to devour what I've been denied.
_ Backtrack records will be gone, but this time I'll be paying attention. _ _
[F#m] Can't dwell on my damaged pride.
I got moves to make, I got heart to break.
Manic and erratic, but emphatic about learning the hard way.
Learning [F#] the hard way.
[Bm] Need [F#m] to fight the enemy.
Look at my instincts, shaming.
Shake up my camera roll.
Wait a minute, [B] wait a minute.
[F#] We [F#m] don't all pay. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ There's no give and take, there's no stop [F#] but kill.
[F#m] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ [C#] No time to [F#m] delve on a _ [E] _ _ [A] case.
They will slap [C#m] your funeral.
_ I'm singing the [A] blessing of ripping the ripper off,
nude and gay. _ _
Dating Mona, the master of love,
looking at the envelope,
sending my brain [C#] blowing.
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _