• Song:

    Untitled

  • Artist:

    Against Me

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Intro
      B (x2444x@1)  E2 (024100@1) F# (244322@1) E (022100@1)  G#me|----7----7----2----0----4---------------------------------------------| (133111@4)B|----7----9----2----0----4---------------------------------------------|
G|----8----9----3----1----4---------------------------------------------|
D|----9----9----4----2----6---------------------------------------------|
A|----9----7----4----2----6---------------------------------------------|
E|----7----7----2----0----4---------------------------------------------|
    (play E2 chord only once during intro bit, listen for timing)
BOne (x2444x@1)night we lay beside each other so close to a sweat

With two fans circling overhead we sleep on borrowed time
        F#And (244322@1)the traffic lights, direct empty roads, the stars can't break the city sky
                EBut (022100@1)they still try, despite what they know is already true
     BAnd (x2444x@1)tomorrow, we'll take aim, just like a storm waiting for our calm
       F#I (244322@1)can feel everything coming my chest, my heart's already pounding
               EMy (022100@1)head's on far-off highways, sixteen years old, on a road that never ends
                  F#might (244322@1)drive into something that looks like the sunset it lasts forever and I never look back.

CHORUS

         Bfrom (x2444x@1)Hoboken, to LA
      F#from (244322@1)Portland, to gainesville
              Efrom (022100@1)the Great Plains to Niagra
      F#Route (244322@1)66 straight to California
         BElectric (x2444x@1)Lights, carry the night
F#.........We (244322@1)move in 4/4 Time
     EOn (022100@1)feet, on wheels, and in the sky
           F#Yes (244322@1)we're goin, cause we die if we stay here
            G#mAnd (133111@4)those dying dreams will carry whats good
     F#And (244322@1)real, and pure
E (022100@1)                       F#And (244322@1)the Rest can Burn in Hell


            BAnd (x2444x@1)for the four-year-old girl found dead in a dumpster shot by her mother her Eulogy's 
sound of construction through head-to-head traffic.  Today is just another day.
    F#And (244322@1)me and my friends are just going into the drunks and liars that we've always hated.
             EEvery (022100@1)shortcoming has trapped us, every mistake is now our own infinite failure.    B
So we steal every chance we get.  Every advantage is taken when no one's lookin
               F#Well (244322@1)hid behind close doors; and we won't stop until we are the people that we've decided we should be.
             EI (022100@1)wanna be a shot heard round the world, fuckin unstoppable.  This distance is not 
we'll regret.
       F#Between (244322@1)here and now and then and forever and days after that til the very end

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