Chords for SNOBBISM (English Cover)【Trickle】| Neru
Tempo:
122.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
B
D#
F#
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Try to sleep at night, so I lie, I'm too busy [C#] spitting out all the chalk
Even though I try, I can't even find out the unwanted sounds
[G#] Spitting out all the blood
And just [B] like that, we throw our [A] hearts [E] away
To laugh at [D#] that it's me, but it's [C#] all okay
That's the way the style likes to live, it's [Bm] safe
Ooh, spit it out like
[A]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [B] Ah, [F#] girl, begging [C#] selfish, butting selfish praises for a fool's eulogy
[C#m] Tragic mind, apathetic, complex, like Shannon's barber with [F#] fickle empathy
And it's with a heavy heart to tell you that the forecast for today
[C#] Is Soviet levels of reckoning coming [F#] your way
While [G#] I lay home, slowly run the side of home, stitching [C#] heads to an attack's key
[F#] But near reality, chasing down onto the track
Psychotically draining my psyche to nothing, [C#] but tabs to a magazine
[B] They become more waste than dust to reap the victims, wasted [C#] on more fuel
[B] So let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's make a scene
Our disposal's [C#] in, it gave you [F#] so much to give
[G#] So let's make a [D#] scene, let's make a [G#m] scene
Give up [A#m] with your greed, [D#] this is what you are
[E] [C#] Swallow up your sorrows tomorrow, but the day that you stir shall die
We think this way, it's okay, after all, it's the [G#] age of adolescent suicide
Although [Bm] we live in luxury [A] and strive to take all [C#] that we find
Hungry and lost and [F#m] empty inside
[Bm] Purgatory takes, though we grasp the [A] past we chase
It could blame a [C#] thousand ways, but it's okay, that's what it's [F#m] like to live in [Bm] space
[A] [C#]
[F#m] How [C#] are you getting?
[B] That's a manual for the [F#] vision of the future, yes
We seem to sign for the most bored, far-sighted, cruel hearts combined
And so [Bm] naturally, people click [F#] to hatred, [C#] cause that's the way that we're making
[B] Or the passage of time, it's corrupted, but [C#] you refrain
So let's [D#] make a [F] scene, let's make a scene
They should [D#] have just stopped it, [G#] we give them away
[C] [B] Let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's [D#m] make a [G#m] scene
Just toss out your [A#] vanity and you'll never live for a day
[B] All of these other things, [C#] we're yearning
[D#m] But the things that we're not earning
If he's [C#] not a boy, then what is the matter?
[B] Enemy [C#] or simply, [D#m] someone else's heart's gone
Journey [G#m] could bind the [A#m] new and let the [B] powder
It's [A#m] all a new dream, [G#m] outer
And [A#m] lose your soul [D#] amongst the liars
So let's make a scene
No more fear of all your adulterers
[N]
[C] [D] [E]
[D] [G] And if it's hard,
[C] [D] [E]
[A] then you have to [Bm] pray
After [E] all, let's make a scene
After all, let's make a scene
Go ahead and make a scene
[E]
[B]
Make a scene
[N]
Even though I try, I can't even find out the unwanted sounds
[G#] Spitting out all the blood
And just [B] like that, we throw our [A] hearts [E] away
To laugh at [D#] that it's me, but it's [C#] all okay
That's the way the style likes to live, it's [Bm] safe
Ooh, spit it out like
[A]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [B] Ah, [F#] girl, begging [C#] selfish, butting selfish praises for a fool's eulogy
[C#m] Tragic mind, apathetic, complex, like Shannon's barber with [F#] fickle empathy
And it's with a heavy heart to tell you that the forecast for today
[C#] Is Soviet levels of reckoning coming [F#] your way
While [G#] I lay home, slowly run the side of home, stitching [C#] heads to an attack's key
[F#] But near reality, chasing down onto the track
Psychotically draining my psyche to nothing, [C#] but tabs to a magazine
[B] They become more waste than dust to reap the victims, wasted [C#] on more fuel
[B] So let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's make a scene
Our disposal's [C#] in, it gave you [F#] so much to give
[G#] So let's make a [D#] scene, let's make a [G#m] scene
Give up [A#m] with your greed, [D#] this is what you are
[E] [C#] Swallow up your sorrows tomorrow, but the day that you stir shall die
We think this way, it's okay, after all, it's the [G#] age of adolescent suicide
Although [Bm] we live in luxury [A] and strive to take all [C#] that we find
Hungry and lost and [F#m] empty inside
[Bm] Purgatory takes, though we grasp the [A] past we chase
It could blame a [C#] thousand ways, but it's okay, that's what it's [F#m] like to live in [Bm] space
[A] [C#]
[F#m] How [C#] are you getting?
[B] That's a manual for the [F#] vision of the future, yes
We seem to sign for the most bored, far-sighted, cruel hearts combined
And so [Bm] naturally, people click [F#] to hatred, [C#] cause that's the way that we're making
[B] Or the passage of time, it's corrupted, but [C#] you refrain
So let's [D#] make a [F] scene, let's make a scene
They should [D#] have just stopped it, [G#] we give them away
[C] [B] Let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's [D#m] make a [G#m] scene
Just toss out your [A#] vanity and you'll never live for a day
[B] All of these other things, [C#] we're yearning
[D#m] But the things that we're not earning
If he's [C#] not a boy, then what is the matter?
[B] Enemy [C#] or simply, [D#m] someone else's heart's gone
Journey [G#m] could bind the [A#m] new and let the [B] powder
It's [A#m] all a new dream, [G#m] outer
And [A#m] lose your soul [D#] amongst the liars
So let's make a scene
No more fear of all your adulterers
[N]
[C] [D] [E]
[D] [G] And if it's hard,
[C] [D] [E]
[A] then you have to [Bm] pray
After [E] all, let's make a scene
After all, let's make a scene
Go ahead and make a scene
[E]
[B]
Make a scene
[N]
Key:
C#
B
D#
F#
A
C#
B
D#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Try to sleep at night, so I lie, I'm too busy [C#] spitting out all the chalk
Even though I try, I can't even find out the unwanted sounds
[G#] Spitting out all the blood
And just [B] like that, we throw our [A] hearts [E] away
To laugh at [D#] that it's me, but it's [C#] all okay
That's the way the style likes to live, it's [Bm] safe
Ooh, spit it out like
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [B] Ah, [F#] girl, begging [C#] selfish, butting selfish praises for a fool's eulogy
_ [C#m] Tragic mind, apathetic, complex, like Shannon's barber with [F#] fickle empathy
And it's with a heavy heart to tell you that the forecast for today
[C#] Is Soviet levels of reckoning coming [F#] your way
While [G#] I lay home, slowly run the side of home, stitching [C#] heads to an attack's key
[F#] But near reality, chasing down onto the track
Psychotically draining my psyche to nothing, [C#] but tabs to a magazine
[B] They become more waste than dust to reap the victims, wasted [C#] on more fuel _ _
[B] _ _ _ So let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's make a scene
Our disposal's [C#] in, it gave you [F#] so much to give
_ [G#] So let's make a [D#] scene, let's make a [G#m] scene
Give up [A#m] with your greed, [D#] this is what you are _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#] _ _ Swallow up your sorrows tomorrow, but the day that you stir shall die
We think this way, it's okay, after all, it's the [G#] age of adolescent suicide
Although [Bm] we live in luxury [A] and strive to take all [C#] that we find
Hungry and lost and [F#m] empty inside
_ [Bm] Purgatory takes, though we grasp the [A] past we chase
It could blame a [C#] thousand ways, but it's okay, that's what it's [F#m] like to live in [Bm] space _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ How [C#] are you getting?
[B] That's a manual for the [F#] vision of the future, yes
We seem to sign for the most bored, far-sighted, cruel hearts combined
And so [Bm] naturally, people click [F#] to hatred, [C#] cause that's the way that we're making
[B] Or the passage of time, it's corrupted, but [C#] you refrain _ _ _
_ _ _ So let's [D#] make a [F] scene, let's make a scene
They should [D#] have just stopped it, [G#] we give them away
[C] _ _ [B] Let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's [D#m] make a [G#m] scene
Just toss out your [A#] vanity and you'll never live for a day
[B] All of these other things, [C#] we're yearning
[D#m] But the things that we're not earning
If he's [C#] not a boy, then what is the matter?
_ _ [B] Enemy [C#] or simply, [D#m] someone else's heart's gone
Journey [G#m] could bind the [A#m] new and let the [B] powder
It's [A#m] all a new dream, [G#m] outer
And [A#m] lose your soul [D#] amongst the liars
So let's make a scene _ _
No more fear of all your adulterers
_ _ [N] _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [G] And if it's hard, _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] then you have to [Bm] pray
After [E] all, let's make a scene
After all, let's make a scene
Go ahead and make a scene _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Make a scene
_ _ _ _ [N] _
Try to sleep at night, so I lie, I'm too busy [C#] spitting out all the chalk
Even though I try, I can't even find out the unwanted sounds
[G#] Spitting out all the blood
And just [B] like that, we throw our [A] hearts [E] away
To laugh at [D#] that it's me, but it's [C#] all okay
That's the way the style likes to live, it's [Bm] safe
Ooh, spit it out like
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [B] Ah, [F#] girl, begging [C#] selfish, butting selfish praises for a fool's eulogy
_ [C#m] Tragic mind, apathetic, complex, like Shannon's barber with [F#] fickle empathy
And it's with a heavy heart to tell you that the forecast for today
[C#] Is Soviet levels of reckoning coming [F#] your way
While [G#] I lay home, slowly run the side of home, stitching [C#] heads to an attack's key
[F#] But near reality, chasing down onto the track
Psychotically draining my psyche to nothing, [C#] but tabs to a magazine
[B] They become more waste than dust to reap the victims, wasted [C#] on more fuel _ _
[B] _ _ _ So let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's make a scene
Our disposal's [C#] in, it gave you [F#] so much to give
_ [G#] So let's make a [D#] scene, let's make a [G#m] scene
Give up [A#m] with your greed, [D#] this is what you are _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#] _ _ Swallow up your sorrows tomorrow, but the day that you stir shall die
We think this way, it's okay, after all, it's the [G#] age of adolescent suicide
Although [Bm] we live in luxury [A] and strive to take all [C#] that we find
Hungry and lost and [F#m] empty inside
_ [Bm] Purgatory takes, though we grasp the [A] past we chase
It could blame a [C#] thousand ways, but it's okay, that's what it's [F#m] like to live in [Bm] space _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ How [C#] are you getting?
[B] That's a manual for the [F#] vision of the future, yes
We seem to sign for the most bored, far-sighted, cruel hearts combined
And so [Bm] naturally, people click [F#] to hatred, [C#] cause that's the way that we're making
[B] Or the passage of time, it's corrupted, but [C#] you refrain _ _ _
_ _ _ So let's [D#] make a [F] scene, let's make a scene
They should [D#] have just stopped it, [G#] we give them away
[C] _ _ [B] Let's [C#] make a [D#] scene, let's [D#m] make a [G#m] scene
Just toss out your [A#] vanity and you'll never live for a day
[B] All of these other things, [C#] we're yearning
[D#m] But the things that we're not earning
If he's [C#] not a boy, then what is the matter?
_ _ [B] Enemy [C#] or simply, [D#m] someone else's heart's gone
Journey [G#m] could bind the [A#m] new and let the [B] powder
It's [A#m] all a new dream, [G#m] outer
And [A#m] lose your soul [D#] amongst the liars
So let's make a scene _ _
No more fear of all your adulterers
_ _ [N] _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [G] And if it's hard, _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] then you have to [Bm] pray
After [E] all, let's make a scene
After all, let's make a scene
Go ahead and make a scene _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Make a scene
_ _ _ _ [N] _