Chords for Diecast - Medieval
Tempo:
92.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
B
Em
Cm
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[Em] [B]
[C] as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your [Em] skull.
Moose can [C] inspire, as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
[B] Never mind the [Cm] lion that's here, love [B] evolves from the [Cm] medieval.
[C] Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
A legis-fuck-rator, many would have could imagine.
And when you pop your [C#]
seatbelt, I'll [C] show it.
If you need someone to wait, just look into a mirror.
There you'll see who will [C#] be buried six [C] feet down.
Buried six feet down.
[C#]
You're dead [C] and buried.
And the rough brains, and the rough brains,
break through the decay.
Morals and symphonies not [Cm]
fake.
[C] Never fight or [C#] fight, and never [C] lose,
despite the [Cm] truth.
Just hold your breath till you turn [C#] blue,
and never rest [C] till I'll make my time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
All it takes is time,
bite by time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
Make a striped warrior,
[G] you feel so justified in actions that you take.
[C] Never kidding, this song is loose [Cm]-fixed.
[G] You bring what you sow,
[C] the burden that you bear,
will bring and you may
cross the line.
This will be done.
This will [G] be done.
This will be done.
[Em] [B] Lose can [Cm] inspire,
[C] as they [Em] target [B] shades of [Cm] red.
[C] [B] Never mind the mind that
never [Em] revolves [B] from [C] the medieval.
[Em] Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target shades of [B] red.
Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target [E] shades of red.
Never mind [C] the mind that
never [E] revolves from [C] the medieval.
Oh, this thing got messed up.
Not me, could have my brain blown.
Oh, crap, damn, it's all damn it.
[Em] [B]
[C] as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your [Em] skull.
Moose can [C] inspire, as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
[B] Never mind the [Cm] lion that's here, love [B] evolves from the [Cm] medieval.
[C] Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
A legis-fuck-rator, many would have could imagine.
And when you pop your [C#]
seatbelt, I'll [C] show it.
If you need someone to wait, just look into a mirror.
There you'll see who will [C#] be buried six [C] feet down.
Buried six feet down.
[C#]
You're dead [C] and buried.
And the rough brains, and the rough brains,
break through the decay.
Morals and symphonies not [Cm]
fake.
[C] Never fight or [C#] fight, and never [C] lose,
despite the [Cm] truth.
Just hold your breath till you turn [C#] blue,
and never rest [C] till I'll make my time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
All it takes is time,
bite by time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
Make a striped warrior,
[G] you feel so justified in actions that you take.
[C] Never kidding, this song is loose [Cm]-fixed.
[G] You bring what you sow,
[C] the burden that you bear,
will bring and you may
cross the line.
This will be done.
This will [G] be done.
This will be done.
[Em] [B] Lose can [Cm] inspire,
[C] as they [Em] target [B] shades of [Cm] red.
[C] [B] Never mind the mind that
never [Em] revolves [B] from [C] the medieval.
[Em] Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target shades of [B] red.
Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target [E] shades of red.
Never mind [C] the mind that
never [E] revolves from [C] the medieval.
Oh, this thing got messed up.
Not me, could have my brain blown.
Oh, crap, damn, it's all damn it.
Key:
C
B
Em
Cm
C#
C
B
Em
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _
_ [C] _ as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
_ _ Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your [Em] skull.
Moose can [C] inspire, _ as the [Em] target, _ [B] shave the [C] brain.
_ _ _ [B] Never mind the [Cm] lion that's here, love [B] evolves from the [Cm] medieval.
_ [C] _ Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
A _ _ legis-fuck-rator, many would have could imagine.
And when you pop your [C#]
seatbelt, I'll [C] show it.
If you need someone to wait, just look into a mirror.
There you'll see who will [C#] be buried six [C] feet down. _ _ _
_ Buried six feet down.
_ [C#] _
You're dead [C] and buried. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And the rough brains, and the rough brains,
break through the decay.
_ Morals and symphonies not [Cm]
fake.
_ [C] Never fight or [C#] fight, and never [C] lose,
despite the [Cm] truth.
Just hold your breath till you turn [C#] blue,
and never rest [C] till I'll make my time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
All it takes is time,
bite by time.
For you to cross the line,
_ cross the line.
Make a striped warrior,
[G] you feel so justified in actions that you take.
_ [C] Never kidding, this song is loose [Cm]-fixed.
_ _ [G] You bring what you sow,
[C] the burden that you bear,
will bring and you may
cross the line.
This will be done. _ _ _
This will [G] be done.
_ This will be done.
[Em] _ _ _ [B] Lose can [Cm] inspire,
_ [C] as they [Em] target [B] shades of [Cm] red.
_ [C] _ _ [B] Never mind the mind that
never [Em] revolves [B] from [C] the medieval.
_ _ _ [Em] Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target shades of [B] red.
Lose can [C] inspire,
_ as they target [E] shades of red.
Never mind [C] the mind that
never [E] revolves from [C] the medieval.
_ _ Oh, this thing got messed up.
Not me, could have my brain blown.
Oh, crap, damn, it's all damn it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _
_ [C] _ as the [Em] target, [B] shave the [C] brain.
_ _ Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your [Em] skull.
Moose can [C] inspire, _ as the [Em] target, _ [B] shave the [C] brain.
_ _ _ [B] Never mind the [Cm] lion that's here, love [B] evolves from the [Cm] medieval.
_ [C] _ Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
Mold is the complex, so nothing could ever break your skull.
A _ _ legis-fuck-rator, many would have could imagine.
And when you pop your [C#]
seatbelt, I'll [C] show it.
If you need someone to wait, just look into a mirror.
There you'll see who will [C#] be buried six [C] feet down. _ _ _
_ Buried six feet down.
_ [C#] _
You're dead [C] and buried. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And the rough brains, and the rough brains,
break through the decay.
_ Morals and symphonies not [Cm]
fake.
_ [C] Never fight or [C#] fight, and never [C] lose,
despite the [Cm] truth.
Just hold your breath till you turn [C#] blue,
and never rest [C] till I'll make my time.
For you to cross the line,
cross the line.
All it takes is time,
bite by time.
For you to cross the line,
_ cross the line.
Make a striped warrior,
[G] you feel so justified in actions that you take.
_ [C] Never kidding, this song is loose [Cm]-fixed.
_ _ [G] You bring what you sow,
[C] the burden that you bear,
will bring and you may
cross the line.
This will be done. _ _ _
This will [G] be done.
_ This will be done.
[Em] _ _ _ [B] Lose can [Cm] inspire,
_ [C] as they [Em] target [B] shades of [Cm] red.
_ [C] _ _ [B] Never mind the mind that
never [Em] revolves [B] from [C] the medieval.
_ _ _ [Em] Lose can [C] inspire,
as they target shades of [B] red.
Lose can [C] inspire,
_ as they target [E] shades of red.
Never mind [C] the mind that
never [E] revolves from [C] the medieval.
_ _ Oh, this thing got messed up.
Not me, could have my brain blown.
Oh, crap, damn, it's all damn it. _ _ _