Chords for The Obsessives - "Daisy" (Couch King Session)
Tempo:
81.25 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
The first time we met you [D] approached me, [E] an inaccurate preface to this [A] starting, with
me what I [D] was reading.
[F#m] solace in lonely places like my room, ever [E] since then all I do is
[A] friendship has grown into a sad display of what [D] I would do, [E] candidly untaped.
that I could be the right [D] person to turn you [E] and I into we, [F#m] it seems
[A] my writing would ever affect you.
you would bury me [B] under mountains of [A] mud,
[D] [A]
me what I [D] was reading.
[F#m] solace in lonely places like my room, ever [E] since then all I do is
[A] friendship has grown into a sad display of what [D] I would do, [E] candidly untaped.
that I could be the right [D] person to turn you [E] and I into we, [F#m] it seems
[A] my writing would ever affect you.
you would bury me [B] under mountains of [A] mud,
[D] [A]
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A
D
E
F#m
Bm
A
D
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ The first time we met you [D] approached me, [E] an inaccurate preface to this [A] starting, with
you asking me what I [D] was reading.
And if [E] I ever sought [F#m] solace in lonely places like my room, ever [E] since then all I do is
think about you.
Now this [A] friendship has grown into a sad display of what [D] I would do, [E] candidly untaped.
To make you see that I could be the right [D] person to turn you [E] and I into we, [F#m] it seems
quite frankly possible [A] my writing would ever affect you.
Like [Bm] the way you would bury me [B] under mountains of [A] mud, _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ nothing can brush me more than my
world is one inch by one inch by one inch. _
Nothing can brush me more than my world is one inch by one inch by one inch.
[F#m] _ _ Writer poems [E] I recite them [A] like the man [D] I am.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
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_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
you asking me what I [D] was reading.
And if [E] I ever sought [F#m] solace in lonely places like my room, ever [E] since then all I do is
think about you.
Now this [A] friendship has grown into a sad display of what [D] I would do, [E] candidly untaped.
To make you see that I could be the right [D] person to turn you [E] and I into we, [F#m] it seems
quite frankly possible [A] my writing would ever affect you.
Like [Bm] the way you would bury me [B] under mountains of [A] mud, _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ nothing can brush me more than my
world is one inch by one inch by one inch. _
Nothing can brush me more than my world is one inch by one inch by one inch.
[F#m] _ _ Writer poems [E] I recite them [A] like the man [D] I am.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
