Chords for RIVERS OF MAYHEM [@Victor McKnight & SquigglyDigg]
Tempo:
147.75 bpm
Chords used:
D
Gm
Eb
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [G]
[Gb] [Gm] You're now entering the amusement park of horrors, and what you see will deceive.
Things [D] are getting darker, deeper [Eb] undercover.
[Bb] It's another, another [Gm] dream.
Or is [D] it the same nightmare, dripping [Eb] ink, it's right there.
[Bb] Yet nothing is as [D] it seems.
And it won't ever let [G] you leave.
[D] Something isn't right, [Eb] right, running all the time, [C] time.
These [G] are all just [D] characters that I made up in my [Gm] mind.
How can they be the [Eb] real reason that I'm on [C] time?
[Gm] Monsters [D] born from ink, they suck [Gm] in me.
An [D]
[Eb] [F] angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [C] Worms of [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder just [Gm] to know.
[D] If I'm being saved, so draw them [Gm] close.
The haunted [D] house has trapped me.
Freedom [Eb] takes a backseat, once [Bb] again for another [Gm] search.
A strange [D] hallucination, the fallen [Eb] angel patiently [G] watching me at every [D] turn.
Road leading [G] back to her, was [D] just mechanical.
[Eb] Rod wants my life, [C] my spin's not [G] in his ride.
[D] I'm trying to hit my blind side.
I swing with an axe and whip, run and [Eb] back, then forward and axe and fight.
[Cm] My [D] monster's born from ink, they're [Gm] stalking me. Every [D] step.
[Eb] [C] An angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [Cm] Worms of [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[D] If I'm being saved, so [A] draw them close.
[Eb] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C]
Could this [D] crumble rush really [G] be filled [Gb] with hope?
[E] Can the inky devil [Db] let me go?
[C]
Or will the [D] murky river keep another [Gbm] soul?
[C] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C]
[A] [D] Could this crumble rush really be [Gb] filled with hope?
[C] Can the inky devil [Dbm] let me go?
[C]
Or will the [D] murky river keep [Db] another soul?
[Gm] [D] Am I [Eb] drawing slow?
[Gm]
In the river.
Every [D]
step.
[Eb] An [C] angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [C] Worms of [Gm] mayhem.
[D]
[Eb] [C]
[Gm] [D]
[Eb] [C]
[D] It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[Gm] Just to know.
[C]
[D] If I'm being [Gbm] saved, [D] so draw them close.
[Gm] [D] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] [Eb]
[Bb] [D]
[G]
[Eb] [C] [Gm]
[D]
[Gb] [Gm] You're now entering the amusement park of horrors, and what you see will deceive.
Things [D] are getting darker, deeper [Eb] undercover.
[Bb] It's another, another [Gm] dream.
Or is [D] it the same nightmare, dripping [Eb] ink, it's right there.
[Bb] Yet nothing is as [D] it seems.
And it won't ever let [G] you leave.
[D] Something isn't right, [Eb] right, running all the time, [C] time.
These [G] are all just [D] characters that I made up in my [Gm] mind.
How can they be the [Eb] real reason that I'm on [C] time?
[Gm] Monsters [D] born from ink, they suck [Gm] in me.
An [D]
[Eb] [F] angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [C] Worms of [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder just [Gm] to know.
[D] If I'm being saved, so draw them [Gm] close.
The haunted [D] house has trapped me.
Freedom [Eb] takes a backseat, once [Bb] again for another [Gm] search.
A strange [D] hallucination, the fallen [Eb] angel patiently [G] watching me at every [D] turn.
Road leading [G] back to her, was [D] just mechanical.
[Eb] Rod wants my life, [C] my spin's not [G] in his ride.
[D] I'm trying to hit my blind side.
I swing with an axe and whip, run and [Eb] back, then forward and axe and fight.
[Cm] My [D] monster's born from ink, they're [Gm] stalking me. Every [D] step.
[Eb] [C] An angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [Cm] Worms of [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[D] If I'm being saved, so [A] draw them close.
[Eb] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C]
Could this [D] crumble rush really [G] be filled [Gb] with hope?
[E] Can the inky devil [Db] let me go?
[C]
Or will the [D] murky river keep another [Gbm] soul?
[C] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C]
[A] [D] Could this crumble rush really be [Gb] filled with hope?
[C] Can the inky devil [Dbm] let me go?
[C]
Or will the [D] murky river keep [Db] another soul?
[Gm] [D] Am I [Eb] drawing slow?
[Gm]
In the river.
Every [D]
step.
[Eb] An [C] angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
[Eb] [C] Worms of [Gm] mayhem.
[D]
[Eb] [C]
[Gm] [D]
[Eb] [C]
[D] It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[Gm] Just to know.
[C]
[D] If I'm being [Gbm] saved, [D] so draw them close.
[Gm] [D] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] [Eb]
[Bb] [D]
[G]
[Eb] [C] [Gm]
[D]
Key:
D
Gm
Eb
C
G
D
Gm
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Gb] _ [Gm] You're now entering the amusement park of horrors, and what you see will deceive.
_ _ Things [D] are getting darker, deeper [Eb] _ undercover.
[Bb] It's another, another [Gm] dream.
_ Or is [D] it the same nightmare, dripping [Eb] ink, it's right there.
[Bb] Yet nothing is as [D] it seems.
And it won't ever let [G] you leave.
[D] Something isn't right, [Eb] right, running all the time, [C] time.
These [G] are all just [D] characters that I made up in my [Gm] mind.
How can they be the [Eb] real reason that I'm on [C] time?
_ [Gm] Monsters [D] born from ink, they suck [Gm] in me.
_ An [D] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ Worms of _ [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder just [Gm] to know. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ If I'm being _ saved, so draw them [Gm] close. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The haunted [D] house has trapped me.
Freedom [Eb] takes a backseat, once [Bb] again for another [Gm] search.
A strange [D] _ hallucination, the fallen [Eb] angel _ patiently [G] watching me at every [D] turn.
_ _ Road leading [G] back to her, was [D] just mechanical.
[Eb] Rod wants my life, [C] my spin's not [G] in his ride.
[D] I'm trying to hit my blind side.
I swing with an axe and whip, run and [Eb] back, then forward and axe and fight.
[Cm] My _ [D] monster's born from ink, they're [Gm] stalking me. Every [D] step. _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [C] An angel, [Gm] angel _ in [D] the sand. _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] Worms of _ [D] mayhem.
It's getting _ harder [Gm] just to know. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ If I'm being _ saved, so [A] draw them close.
[Eb] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C] _
_ Could this [D] crumble rush really [G] be filled [Gb] with hope?
_ [E] Can the inky devil [Db] let me go?
[C] _
Or will the [D] murky river keep another [Gbm] soul?
_ [C] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C] _
_ [A] [D] Could this crumble rush really be [Gb] filled with hope?
_ [C] Can the inky devil [Dbm] let me go?
[C] _
Or will the [D] murky river keep [Db] another soul?
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ Am I [Eb] drawing slow?
_ _ [Gm] _ _
In the river.
_ Every [D] _ _
step.
[Eb] _ An _ [C] _ angel, [Gm] angel _ in [D] the sand.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] Worms of [Gm] mayhem.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[D] _ It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[Gm] Just to know.
[C] _
_ [D] _ If I'm being [Gbm] saved, [D] so draw them close.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Gb] _ [Gm] You're now entering the amusement park of horrors, and what you see will deceive.
_ _ Things [D] are getting darker, deeper [Eb] _ undercover.
[Bb] It's another, another [Gm] dream.
_ Or is [D] it the same nightmare, dripping [Eb] ink, it's right there.
[Bb] Yet nothing is as [D] it seems.
And it won't ever let [G] you leave.
[D] Something isn't right, [Eb] right, running all the time, [C] time.
These [G] are all just [D] characters that I made up in my [Gm] mind.
How can they be the [Eb] real reason that I'm on [C] time?
_ [Gm] Monsters [D] born from ink, they suck [Gm] in me.
_ An [D] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ angel, [Gm] angel in [D] the sand.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ Worms of _ [D] mayhem.
It's getting harder just [Gm] to know. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ If I'm being _ saved, so draw them [Gm] close. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The haunted [D] house has trapped me.
Freedom [Eb] takes a backseat, once [Bb] again for another [Gm] search.
A strange [D] _ hallucination, the fallen [Eb] angel _ patiently [G] watching me at every [D] turn.
_ _ Road leading [G] back to her, was [D] just mechanical.
[Eb] Rod wants my life, [C] my spin's not [G] in his ride.
[D] I'm trying to hit my blind side.
I swing with an axe and whip, run and [Eb] back, then forward and axe and fight.
[Cm] My _ [D] monster's born from ink, they're [Gm] stalking me. Every [D] step. _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [C] An angel, [Gm] angel _ in [D] the sand. _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] Worms of _ [D] mayhem.
It's getting _ harder [Gm] just to know. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ If I'm being _ saved, so [A] draw them close.
[Eb] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C] _
_ Could this [D] crumble rush really [G] be filled [Gb] with hope?
_ [E] Can the inky devil [Db] let me go?
[C] _
Or will the [D] murky river keep another [Gbm] soul?
_ [C] Am I being saved, so [Db] draw them close?
[C] _
_ [A] [D] Could this crumble rush really be [Gb] filled with hope?
_ [C] Can the inky devil [Dbm] let me go?
[C] _
Or will the [D] murky river keep [Db] another soul?
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ Am I [Eb] drawing slow?
_ _ [Gm] _ _
In the river.
_ Every [D] _ _
step.
[Eb] _ An _ [C] _ angel, [Gm] angel _ in [D] the sand.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] Worms of [Gm] mayhem.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[D] _ It's getting harder [Gm] just to know.
[Gm] Just to know.
[C] _
_ [D] _ If I'm being [Gbm] saved, [D] so draw them close.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _