Chords for Night Gaunts - Sunday

Tempo:
72.45 bpm
Chords used:

Db

Bbm

Ab

Fm

Ebm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Night Gaunts - Sunday chords
Jam Along & Learn...
[Db]
[Bbm] [Db]
[Bbm] [Db]
[Bbm] I want to know what it's [Dbm] like to die.
You will hurt, you [Bbm] will cry, and you will watch the [Ab] world's demise.
[Db] I guess that's the thrill of the ride.
Most of [Bbm] Ananti, I felt the gaze of my [Db] lover.
She peered into my [Bbm] soul, using below the stairs her posture.
She blew the grass beneath my feet, then sat me down so [Ab] gently.
Said sit and listen, sit and listen, sit [Db] and listen.
Is it worth it, yo?
What are you?
She lightly blew the snow.
Are these people that [Bbm] we know, playing tricks and kicks to stay at home?
But no, I had to go.
I never really [Ab] felt this [Db] alone.
[Ebm] Do you [Fm] feel alive?
Do you [Db] feel alive?
[Eb] We hope this thing is died, then I don't [Db] want to hide.
[Bbm] [Db] Most of [Bbm] Ananti, I heard the postman murder.
If all these letters came to me, I'd feel more love than Oprah.
He knows this time, we don't want to get [Ab] out of bed.
Blood is rushing through [Eb] your head, through your head.
[Db] Throwing up milk in [Bbm] the basin, place down the recent poison.
Can you feel that toxic sludge is killing you to fight of all love?
Hate, is this feeling [Ab] worth the escape?
[Db] I don't want to be here.
Pick it up, break down [Bbm] the temple.
Inspect those ancient [Db] symbols.
Your reflection's [F] showing you the keys of this [Db] misery.
Take a break here someday, take a break here [Ab] someday.
A time for rest, to feel [Db] your best.
I'm sick of feeling like such a mess.
[Ebm] Do you feel alive?
Do you [Db] feel alive?
[Eb] We hope this thing [Fm] is died, then I don't [Bbm] want to hide.
[Ab]
[Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Fm] [Bbm] [Ab]
[Bbm] [Ab] [Bbm] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Fm] And they still make a mess.
[Db] Madness.
[Bbm]
[Ab] [Gb] [Db] I
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] guess this is the [F] thrill of the ride.
[Db] [Ebm] [Fm] [Db]
[Bb] [Fm] [Db]
[Eb] [Db]
[Eb] [Fm] [Db]
[F] [Db]
100%  ➙  72BPM
Db
12341114
Bbm
13421111
Ab
134211114
Fm
123111111
Ebm
13421116
Db
12341114
Bbm
13421111
Ab
134211114
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_ _ [Bbm] I want to know what it's [Dbm] like to die.
You will hurt, you [Bbm] will cry, and you will watch the [Ab] world's demise.
[Db] I guess that's the thrill of the ride.
Most of [Bbm] Ananti, I felt the gaze of my [Db] lover.
She peered into my [Bbm] soul, using below the stairs her posture.
She blew the grass beneath my feet, then sat me down so [Ab] gently.
Said sit and listen, sit and listen, sit [Db] and listen.
Is it worth it, yo?
What are you?
She lightly blew the snow.
Are these people that [Bbm] we know, playing tricks and kicks to stay at home?
But no, I had to go.
I never really [Ab] felt this [Db] alone. _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ Do you [Fm] feel alive?
Do you [Db] feel alive? _
_ [Eb] We hope this thing is died, then I don't [Db] want to hide. _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Db] Most of [Bbm] Ananti, I heard the postman murder.
If all these letters came to me, I'd feel more love than Oprah.
He knows this time, we don't want to get [Ab] out of bed.
Blood is rushing through [Eb] your head, through your head.
[Db] Throwing up milk in [Bbm] the basin, place down the recent poison.
Can you feel that toxic sludge is killing you to fight of all love?
Hate, is this feeling [Ab] worth the escape?
[Db] I don't want to be here.
Pick it up, break down [Bbm] the temple.
Inspect those ancient [Db] symbols.
Your reflection's [F] showing you the keys of this [Db] misery.
Take a break here someday, take a break here [Ab] someday.
A time for rest, to feel [Db] your best.
I'm sick of feeling like such a mess. _
[Ebm] _ Do you feel alive?
Do you [Db] feel alive? _ _
_ [Eb] We hope this thing [Fm] is died, then I don't [Bbm] want to hide.
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_ [Ebm] _ _ [Fm] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Ebm] _ [Fm] And they still make a mess.
[Db] Madness. _
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_ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Db] I _
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Bb] guess this is the [F] thrill of the ride.
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