Chords for Evil Ebenezer - Trip The Wire
Tempo:
76.8 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
C
F
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm] [Dm]
Yeah, uh, everyday I tell myself I'ma make it work
church I'm tryna do my best, but still I make it
verbs?
So out of touch with everything, it's appallin'
Who the fuck's callin'?
So I be sippin' Dom P when the [F] bomb drops
Lights twisted so I paint grim pictures Smoke swishers with my [C] boys on the [Dm] benches
Yeah, uh, everyday I tell myself I'ma make it work
church I'm tryna do my best, but still I make it
verbs?
So out of touch with everything, it's appallin'
Who the fuck's callin'?
So I be sippin' Dom P when the [F] bomb drops
Lights twisted so I paint grim pictures Smoke swishers with my [C] boys on the [Dm] benches
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_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Dm]
Yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ uh, everyday I tell myself I'ma make it work
Talkin' [Em] to God but I [Dm] don't pray in church I'm tryna do my best, but still I make it
worse Callin' me an asshole, [E] don't she have [Dm] a way with verbs?
Problem is, I'm probably the problem There's not a part of me that's possibly
fallin' So out of touch with everything, it's appallin'
Always puttin' up a wall [C] around me like I'm [Dm] stallin'
Who the fuck's callin'?
Gettin' followed [F] by mall cops Tryna cop a new lid to [C] cover up this [D] bald
spot So I be sippin' Dom P when the [F] bomb drops
Next day, tryna sell my [C] teeth at the [Dm] pawn shop
Lights twisted so I paint grim pictures Smoke swishers with my [C] boys on the [Dm] benches
Puttin' mixtures on the streetlights with [F] tip-legs
Drinkin' in silence, [C] no one ever [Dm] said shit
All the flashing lights on fire The city burns and shines so bright
Watch your step, don't trip the wire Close your eyes and say goodnight
Yeah, somethin's gotta [F] give Look [Dm] around you, everybody's sick
Lost in the night, lyin' to the pigs [D] Caught in the lights, tryin' not to slip
Away in the [Dm] hills, ran with this treasure Some gold in his boot, some [E] blood on his [Dm] sweater
I used to be like you, thought I'd be young forever
Now I'm old and bitter, like old man winter
Heart rate's most adherent, my pistol speaks German
Welcome to my sermon, piff burnin', brick earnin'
In my Sunday best, lookin' like a magician
Mama wishin' could've been [C] more [Dm] Christian
My uncle's cancer's in his belly
[F] Doctor said it was from talkin' [C] on his [D] celly
He said I could suffer, that there's somethin' he's [Dm] gotta tell me
He leaned over and whispered in my ear _
Talked about it in my songs to get it outta me
It's my therapy, escape from [C] this reality
[Dm]
Every night after the show, it's a normality
[F] I ride that white horse into battle, [C] no [Dm] calvary
All the flashing lights on fire
The city burns and shines so bright
Watch your step, don't trip the wire
Close your eyes and say goodnight
Yeah, somethin's gotta give
Look around you, everybody's sick
Lost in the night, lyin' to the pigs
Caught in [D] the lights, tryin' not to slip _
Yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ uh, everyday I tell myself I'ma make it work
Talkin' [Em] to God but I [Dm] don't pray in church I'm tryna do my best, but still I make it
worse Callin' me an asshole, [E] don't she have [Dm] a way with verbs?
Problem is, I'm probably the problem There's not a part of me that's possibly
fallin' So out of touch with everything, it's appallin'
Always puttin' up a wall [C] around me like I'm [Dm] stallin'
Who the fuck's callin'?
Gettin' followed [F] by mall cops Tryna cop a new lid to [C] cover up this [D] bald
spot So I be sippin' Dom P when the [F] bomb drops
Next day, tryna sell my [C] teeth at the [Dm] pawn shop
Lights twisted so I paint grim pictures Smoke swishers with my [C] boys on the [Dm] benches
Puttin' mixtures on the streetlights with [F] tip-legs
Drinkin' in silence, [C] no one ever [Dm] said shit
All the flashing lights on fire The city burns and shines so bright
Watch your step, don't trip the wire Close your eyes and say goodnight
Yeah, somethin's gotta [F] give Look [Dm] around you, everybody's sick
Lost in the night, lyin' to the pigs [D] Caught in the lights, tryin' not to slip
Away in the [Dm] hills, ran with this treasure Some gold in his boot, some [E] blood on his [Dm] sweater
I used to be like you, thought I'd be young forever
Now I'm old and bitter, like old man winter
Heart rate's most adherent, my pistol speaks German
Welcome to my sermon, piff burnin', brick earnin'
In my Sunday best, lookin' like a magician
Mama wishin' could've been [C] more [Dm] Christian
My uncle's cancer's in his belly
[F] Doctor said it was from talkin' [C] on his [D] celly
He said I could suffer, that there's somethin' he's [Dm] gotta tell me
He leaned over and whispered in my ear _
Talked about it in my songs to get it outta me
It's my therapy, escape from [C] this reality
[Dm]
Every night after the show, it's a normality
[F] I ride that white horse into battle, [C] no [Dm] calvary
All the flashing lights on fire
The city burns and shines so bright
Watch your step, don't trip the wire
Close your eyes and say goodnight
Yeah, somethin's gotta give
Look around you, everybody's sick
Lost in the night, lyin' to the pigs
Caught in [D] the lights, tryin' not to slip _