Chords for The Accidentals - Epitaphs (2014)

Tempo:
97.1 bpm
Chords used:

Ebm

Db

Ab

Gbm

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Accidentals - Epitaphs (2014) chords
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[E]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] He's got too much pride, Lord, if you could [Ab] see it in his navy eyes.
[Ebm] Life is never painted in the black and white or with the grey [Gbm] in between.
[Db] He's got too much light and silver coins will [Ab] tremble in the bruise of night.
Moonlight blinks [Ebm] upon a tannery and in broken stains of morning [Gbm] sky.
[Ebm] And scattered are the birch trees [Bb] of the mockingbird to disagree.
[Ab] On everything that flits the mind, [Gb] what's lost and what's just [F] hard to find.
[Ebm] And blaring are the [Bb] silverbacks or those who are only there to talk.
[Ab] So [Bb] I [C] will [Db] find [Eb] a [Fm]
[Gb] better [Fm] way to [Db] speak.
[Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm] Ooh.
She's [Db] got a new fake tan and drinking [Ab] popculture from a silver can.
Staring from her [Ebm] butt into a lava lamp that bubbles up her [Gbm] thoughts.
[Db] About money and time, things that share [Ab] a problematic love life
They have to cut [Ebm] yourself off with a butter knife just when you hit your [Gbm] prime
And [Ebm] scattered on the dirty [Bb] streets are the broken souls who disagree
[Ab] And beg for what you're offering, [Gb] and all the while we're promising
[Ebm] That rain will fall on fertile ground, [Bb] there's no lost cause, they can't be found
So I [C] will [Db] find [Eb] the [F] growth [Gb] in [Db] every seed
[Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab] But [Ebm] [Gbm]
it's [Db] a sketchy scene, bottle [Ab] caps littering the pothole street
[Ebm] Smoky waves of errands, crushing heat of night [Gbm] time in a light
[Db] And in the local pub, boys [Ab] slinging curse words into the dark
Waiting for [Ebm] the day that many splintered hearts in duct tape [Gbm] display
I'm [Ebm] standing by a marble [Bb] wall, carving epitaphs of human [Ab] faults
I've spent my whole life wondering [Gb] if I find lies more comforting
[Ebm] How can I impress my [Bb] faith if what you give is what you [Abm] take
But [Bb] I [C] will [Db] try [Eb] to [Fm]
find me in the [Db] deep
[Ab] [Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gbm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] [Gb]
[Gbm] [Db]
[G]
Key:  
Ebm
13421116
Db
12341114
Ab
134211114
Gbm
123111112
Bb
12341111
Ebm
13421116
Db
12341114
Ab
134211114
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ [Db] He's got too much pride, Lord, if you could [Ab] see it in his navy eyes.
[Ebm] Life is never painted in the black and white or with the grey [Gbm] in between. _
_ [Db] He's got too much light and silver coins will [Ab] tremble in the bruise of night.
Moonlight blinks [Ebm] upon a tannery and in broken stains of morning [Gbm] sky. _
_ [Ebm] And scattered are the birch trees [Bb] of the mockingbird to disagree.
[Ab] On everything that flits the mind, [Gb] what's lost and what's just [F] hard to find.
[Ebm] And blaring are the [Bb] silverbacks or those who are only there to talk.
[Ab] So [Bb] I [C] will [Db] find [Eb] a [Fm]
[Gb] better [Fm] way to [Db] speak.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Gbm] Ooh.
She's _ [Db] got a new fake tan and drinking [Ab] popculture from a silver can.
Staring from her [Ebm] butt into a lava lamp that bubbles up her [Gbm] thoughts. _
_ [Db] About money and time, things that share [Ab] a problematic love life
They have to cut [Ebm] yourself off with a butter knife just when you hit your [Gbm] prime _
And [Ebm] scattered on the dirty [Bb] streets are the broken souls who disagree
[Ab] And beg for what you're offering, [Gb] and all the while we're promising
[Ebm] That rain will fall on fertile ground, [Bb] there's no lost cause, they can't be found
So I [C] will [Db] find [Eb] the [F] growth [Gb] in [Db] every seed
_ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] But _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _
it's _ [Db] a sketchy scene, bottle [Ab] caps littering the pothole street
[Ebm] Smoky waves of errands, crushing heat of night [Gbm] time in a light
_ [Db] And in the local pub, boys [Ab] slinging curse words into the dark
Waiting for [Ebm] the day that many splintered hearts in duct tape [Gbm] display _
I'm [Ebm] standing by a marble [Bb] wall, carving epitaphs of human [Ab] faults
I've spent my whole life wondering [Gb] if I find lies more comforting
[Ebm] How can I impress my [Bb] faith if what you give is what you [Abm] take
But [Bb] I [C] will [Db] try [Eb] to [Fm]
find me in the [Db] deep
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Gbm] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
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