Suck The Blood From My Wound Chords by Ezra Furman

Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:

E

A

B

D

F#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Ezra Furman - Suck The Blood From My Wound chords
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[N]
[A] I
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [F#]
[E] woke up bleeding in [A] the crotch of a tree [E] TV player hang on the [A] wall above [D] the coffee
[E] machine Car wash waiting room [A] outside Pasadena
I'm sniffing waiting for my [B] day as ex-machina And [E] I'm forever changed by [D] this chemical burn
[E] Skin on my fingers peeling [D] making way for my new [E] form
I gripped the steering wheel [A] and picture my angel
Coming out the hospital [B] window leaving toothed in a [E] tangle
[A] [E]
[A] [F#]
[E] Blood on my angel's [A] lips blending with his makeup
[E] He's off the premises [A] before his dreams had time to [E] wake up
Peeling off bandages [A] to unfold his wings
Doctor [B] said they'd have to [A] stay on hold another three [E] weeks
Fuck it baby let him [A] bruise let him rave But please let him [B] breathe
[D]
[E] I'm doing nine you gotta [A] get there and hold it
[E] We can make it cross the [A] state line and baby [E] we're golden
But the law pronounces [A] petty assertion They've been outsmarted by a [B] couple of
urchins And [F#m] they've heard you bad [G#m] man
They've heard me too But [A] I'm not a bride to sit here and watch
[B] They stopped the blood from my [E] wound [A] They stopped the blood from my [E] wound
[A] Stopped the blood from [E] my wound [A] Stopped the blood from my [E] wound
[A]
[E]
Wrap half the money in your hospital garment
While stash the rest inside the red Camaro secret compartment
Even the deepest wounds will [A] heal over time
[E] All of my fingers over [A] your scars and yours [E] over mine
They'll never find us if we turn off our phones
We're off the grid we're off our meds We're finally out on our own
Now I see color coming back in your cheeks
[A] Angels don't fight it to [B] them You know we'll always be [E] priests
[A] To them we'll always be [E]
priests
[A] We're in [B] love
[E] [A]
[E] [A]
[E] We're in love
Oxford and 9th North West [A] of Baton Rouge
[E] Across the parking lot [D] you're stretching the one wing you can [E] move
I'll let you walk as long as [D] fear will allow
I've [A] never loved you more [B] than I love you now
And then [E] we're back on the road before the [D] sun's even up
[E] We're making time we're [A] making progress But progress [E] toward what?
You're throwing feathers still up [D] two shopping [A] bags
The future's breathing [B] down the neck of the past
And the [F#] sun grows the shit [G#m]-eating shine on the moon
And I'm [A] not about to wait for them to [B] come
And suck the blood from my [E] wound
[A]
Suck the blood from my wound
Suck the blood from my
[E] [A] Suck the blood from my [E] wound
Oh [A]
[E] [A]
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[B] [A]
[E] [A]
[E] [F#]
[B]
[Am] [F#]
[B] [C]
[D] [G]
[F#]
[C] [E] [A]
god
Key:  
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
D
1321
F#
134211112
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
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To jam and learn Ezra Furman - Suck The Blood From My Wound chords, your primary focus should be mastering these chords sequence: A, E and A. Adjust your pace with the tempo control on ChordU, starting slowly and speeding up progressively. With an eye on the song's key E Major, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] I _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _
[E] _ woke up bleeding in [A] the crotch of a tree _ [E] TV player hang on the [A] wall above [D] the coffee
[E] machine Car wash waiting room [A] outside _ Pasadena
_ I'm sniffing waiting for my [B] day as ex-machina And [E] I'm forever changed by [D] this chemical burn _
[E] Skin on my fingers peeling [D] making way for my new [E] form
I gripped the steering wheel [A] and picture my angel
Coming out the hospital [B] window leaving toothed in a [E] tangle _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] Blood on my angel's [A] lips blending with his makeup
_ [E] He's off the premises [A] before his dreams had time to [E] wake up
Peeling off bandages [A] to unfold his wings
_ _ Doctor [B] said they'd have to [A] stay on hold another three [E] weeks
Fuck it baby let him [A] bruise let him rave But please let him [B] breathe _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] I'm doing nine you gotta [A] get there and hold it
_ [E] We can make it cross the [A] state line and baby [E] we're golden
But the law pronounces [A] petty _ _ assertion They've been outsmarted by a [B] couple of
urchins And [F#m] they've heard you bad [G#m] man
They've heard me too But [A] I'm not a bride to sit here and watch
[B] They stopped the blood from my [E] wound _ [A] They stopped the blood from my [E] wound _
_ [A] _ Stopped the blood from [E] my wound _ _ [A] _ Stopped the blood from my [E] wound
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Wrap half the money in your hospital garment
_ While stash the rest inside the red Camaro secret compartment
Even the deepest wounds will [A] heal over time
_ [E] All of my fingers over [A] your scars and yours [E] over mine
They'll never find us if we turn off our phones
_ We're off the grid we're off our meds We're finally out on our own
Now I see color coming back in your cheeks
_ [A] Angels don't fight it to [B] them You know we'll always be [E] priests
_ _ [A] To them we'll always be [E]
priests
_ _ _ [A] We're in [B] love
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] We're in love
Oxford and 9th North West [A] of Baton Rouge
_ _ [E] Across the parking lot [D] you're stretching the one wing you can [E] move
I'll let you walk as long as [D] fear will allow
I've [A] never loved you more [B] than I love you now
And then [E] we're back on the road before the [D] sun's even up
_ [E] We're making time we're [A] making progress But progress [E] toward what?
You're throwing feathers still up [D] two shopping [A] bags
The future's breathing [B] down the neck of the past
And the [F#] sun grows the shit [G#m]-eating shine on the moon
And I'm [A] not about to wait for them to [B] come
And suck the blood from my [E] wound
_ _ [A] _
Suck the blood from my wound _ _
_ _ _ Suck the blood from my _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ Suck the blood from my [E] wound
Oh _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
god _ _ _ _ _ _

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This song is part of Transangelic Exodus album.

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