The Cure ONE HUNDRED YEARS subtitulada español e inglés Chords
Tempo:
66.25 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
B
Bm
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [G]
[Cm] Doesn't matter if we all [B] die.
[G] [Cm] A vision in the back of a black car.
[Bm]
[Cm] In a high building there's so much to [Bm] do.
[Cm] Flying home, flying story on the way.
[Bm]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] Something small falls out of your mouth and [Bm] we ask.
[Cm] If there's something better, [Bm] if there's something better.
Please don't [Cm] be with my mother.
The fear [Bm] takes hold.
[Cm] Creeping up the stairs in the dark.
Waiting [B] for the death blow.
Waiting [Bb] for the death blow.
Waiting for a death [Cm] call.
[B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] Something will happen to the pages and shards.
[B]
[Cm] Watching the screen of a mom and telling her [B] child.
[Cm] Sharing a world with a small kid's taste.
[Bm]
[Cm] I forgot everything.
She told us to get to [Bm] wait.
[Cm] Pain and grief, things leading way into [Bm] black and gold.
[Cm] Waiting for certainty, the death of a father, [B] cursing her.
[Cm] It's in the white face, into the mirror, [Bm] acting inside me, it's how I [G] [Cm] rise.
Just [B] like the old days.
Just [Bb] like the old days.
Just like the old [Cm] days.
[B]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] I confess I'm a low man, painting a lifeless [Bm] face.
[Cm] Catch a piece of new me in a clean [Bm] room.
[Cm] So this cold air, under a yellow [Bm] moon.
[Cm] Shadows hanging in the grass, under a [B]
[Cm] crazy supply.
Consuming rhythm, [B] trying to shut my throat.
A young woman out on my [Cm] hip, my soul burns.
It's hot like a tiger, [B] catching me in the water.
Drowning in the water.
[Cm] [C] [B]
[Cm] I'm a low boy, dying.
[B]
Water, [Bb] water, water.
It's [Gb] like a hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
[Cm] [G]
[B] [Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [G]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [G] [E]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [E]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [G]
[Cm] Doesn't matter if we all [B] die.
[G] [Cm] A vision in the back of a black car.
[Bm]
[Cm] In a high building there's so much to [Bm] do.
[Cm] Flying home, flying story on the way.
[Bm]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] Something small falls out of your mouth and [Bm] we ask.
[Cm] If there's something better, [Bm] if there's something better.
Please don't [Cm] be with my mother.
The fear [Bm] takes hold.
[Cm] Creeping up the stairs in the dark.
Waiting [B] for the death blow.
Waiting [Bb] for the death blow.
Waiting for a death [Cm] call.
[B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] Something will happen to the pages and shards.
[B]
[Cm] Watching the screen of a mom and telling her [B] child.
[Cm] Sharing a world with a small kid's taste.
[Bm]
[Cm] I forgot everything.
She told us to get to [Bm] wait.
[Cm] Pain and grief, things leading way into [Bm] black and gold.
[Cm] Waiting for certainty, the death of a father, [B] cursing her.
[Cm] It's in the white face, into the mirror, [Bm] acting inside me, it's how I [G] [Cm] rise.
Just [B] like the old days.
Just [Bb] like the old days.
Just like the old [Cm] days.
[B]
[Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] I confess I'm a low man, painting a lifeless [Bm] face.
[Cm] Catch a piece of new me in a clean [Bm] room.
[Cm] So this cold air, under a yellow [Bm] moon.
[Cm] Shadows hanging in the grass, under a [B]
[Cm] crazy supply.
Consuming rhythm, [B] trying to shut my throat.
A young woman out on my [Cm] hip, my soul burns.
It's hot like a tiger, [B] catching me in the water.
Drowning in the water.
[Cm] [C] [B]
[Cm] I'm a low boy, dying.
[B]
Water, [Bb] water, water.
It's [Gb] like a hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
[Cm] [G]
[B] [Cm] [B] [Bm]
[Cm] [B] [G]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [G] [E]
[Cm] [Bm]
[Cm] [B]
[Cm] [E]
Key:
Cm
B
Bm
G
E
Cm
B
Bm
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
[Cm] Doesn't matter if we all [B] die. _ _
[G] [Cm] A vision in the back of a black car.
[Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] In a high building there's so much to [Bm] do. _ _
[Cm] Flying home, flying story on the way.
[Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] Something small falls out of your mouth and [Bm] we ask. _
[Cm] If there's something better, [Bm] if there's something better.
Please don't [Cm] be with my mother.
The fear [Bm] takes hold. _
[Cm] Creeping up the stairs in the dark.
Waiting [B] for the death blow.
Waiting [Bb] for the death blow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Waiting for a death [Cm] call.
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] Something will happen to the pages and shards.
[B] _ _ _
[Cm] Watching the screen of a mom and telling her [B] child. _ _
[Cm] Sharing a world with a small kid's taste.
[Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] I forgot everything.
She told us to get to [Bm] wait. _ _
[Cm] Pain and grief, things leading way into [Bm] black and gold. _
[Cm] Waiting for certainty, the death of a father, [B] cursing her. _
[Cm] It's in the white face, into the mirror, [Bm] acting inside me, it's how I [G] _ [Cm] _ rise.
Just [B] like the old days.
Just [Bb] like the old days. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Just like the old [Cm] days.
_ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] I confess I'm a low man, painting a lifeless [Bm] face. _ _
[Cm] Catch a piece of new me in a clean [Bm] room. _ _
[Cm] So this cold air, under a yellow [Bm] moon. _
[Cm] Shadows hanging in the grass, under a _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] crazy supply.
Consuming rhythm, [B] trying to shut my throat.
A young woman out on my [Cm] hip, my soul burns.
It's hot like a tiger, [B] catching me in the water.
Drowning in the water.
[Cm] _ _ _ [C] _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] I'm a low boy, dying.
_ [B] _ _
Water, [Bb] _ _ _ water, _ water. _ _ _ _ _ _
It's [Gb] like a hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years. _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[B] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [G] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
[Cm] Doesn't matter if we all [B] die. _ _
[G] [Cm] A vision in the back of a black car.
[Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] In a high building there's so much to [Bm] do. _ _
[Cm] Flying home, flying story on the way.
[Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] Something small falls out of your mouth and [Bm] we ask. _
[Cm] If there's something better, [Bm] if there's something better.
Please don't [Cm] be with my mother.
The fear [Bm] takes hold. _
[Cm] Creeping up the stairs in the dark.
Waiting [B] for the death blow.
Waiting [Bb] for the death blow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Waiting for a death [Cm] call.
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] Something will happen to the pages and shards.
[B] _ _ _
[Cm] Watching the screen of a mom and telling her [B] child. _ _
[Cm] Sharing a world with a small kid's taste.
[Bm] _ _ _
[Cm] I forgot everything.
She told us to get to [Bm] wait. _ _
[Cm] Pain and grief, things leading way into [Bm] black and gold. _
[Cm] Waiting for certainty, the death of a father, [B] cursing her. _
[Cm] It's in the white face, into the mirror, [Bm] acting inside me, it's how I [G] _ [Cm] _ rise.
Just [B] like the old days.
Just [Bb] like the old days. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Just like the old [Cm] days.
_ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] I confess I'm a low man, painting a lifeless [Bm] face. _ _
[Cm] Catch a piece of new me in a clean [Bm] room. _ _
[Cm] So this cold air, under a yellow [Bm] moon. _
[Cm] Shadows hanging in the grass, under a _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] crazy supply.
Consuming rhythm, [B] trying to shut my throat.
A young woman out on my [Cm] hip, my soul burns.
It's hot like a tiger, [B] catching me in the water.
Drowning in the water.
[Cm] _ _ _ [C] _ [B] _ _ _
[Cm] I'm a low boy, dying.
_ [B] _ _
Water, [Bb] _ _ _ water, _ water. _ _ _ _ _ _
It's [Gb] like a hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years.
A hundred years. _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[B] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [G] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _