Chords for Twenty One Pilots - Taxi Cab

_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#m] I wanna [A] fall inside your ghost
[E] And fill up every [F#m] hole [A] inside my mind _ _
[F#m] And I [A] want everyone to know
[E] That I am half [F#m] a soul _ [A] diviner
_ _ [E] _ _
[Bm] Sometimes we will die and [E] sometimes
We will fly [Bm] away
Either way or by my side
[F#m] Until my dying [E] days
[Bm] And if I'm not there and I'm [E] far away
I said, [A] don't [C#m] be [C#] afraid
_ I [A] said, don't [C#m] be [C#] afraid
We're going [A] home
I [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] wanna [D] strip myself [A] of breath
[B] A breathless piece [F#m] of death I've [D] made [A] for you
[E] A _ [F#m] mortal [D] rotting piece [A] of song
[B] Will help me carry [F#m] on but
[D] At least [A] you have
_ [E] _ [Bm] Sometimes we will die and [E] sometimes
We will fly away
[Bm] Either way or by my side
[F#m] Until my dying [E] days
[Bm] And if I'm not there [E] and I'm far away
I [A] said, [C#m] don't be [C#] afraid
I [A] said, don't [C#m] be [F#m] afraid
_ We're going [A] home
_ [B] _ _
[A] I'm_
[C#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ A [A] hearse
_ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
[A] So the hearse ran out of [C#m] gas
A passenger person grabbed [F#m] a map
And the driver inside it contrived
A new route to save the [A] past
He checked his watch and grabbed a [C#m] cab
A beautifully planned taxi [F#m] cab
A cab had it cleared out back into him
And started to [A] unpack
Driving once [C#m] again
But now this time there were three [F#m] men
And then I heard one of them say
I know the night will turn to [A] gray
I know the stars will start to [C#m] fade
When all the darkness fades [F#m] away
We had to steal him from his fate
So he could see another [A] day
Then I cracked [C#m] open my box
Someone must [F#m] have picked the lock
A little light revealed the spot
Where my [A] fingernails had fought
Then I pushed to [C#m] open more
Pushing up [F#m] against the door
Then I sat up off the floor
And found the road I was [A] searching for
That there were three [C#] men up front
All I saw were [F#] bags of heads
And then I asked them
Am I alive and well
Or am I [A] dreaming dead
Then one turned [C#] around to say
We're driving toward the [F#] morning sun
Where all your blood is washed away
And all you do will [A] be unknown
_ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ I [A] said
Don't [C#m] be [F#m] afraid I _ [A] said
_ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] Don't be _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#m] afraid
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
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