Аккорды к песне ​Ren (Ren Gill) — Seven Sins

 
[Intro] 
Am       Em 
Salwch yw fy athrawen 
F      C 
Fe dorrodd fy ngwên 
Am          Em 
Mae fy esgyrn yn teimlo'n hen 
F   C 
Yma y gorwedd corff Ren 
 
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[Verse 1] 
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I lay broken on the kitchen floor 
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I clawed at the laminate 
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Pain wandered my body, an uninvited guest 
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Bones were a home where the devil could rest 
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I cursed the gods, cursed my messiah, cursed my maker 
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I cursed all of creation 
Am 
There I lay, feeble and thin 
N.C. 
(Sick boi, sick boi, seven my sins) 
 
[Verse 2] 
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Have you ever felt pain? 
   Em        F 
Stomach wrenching, unrelenting, tell me 
    Am 
Have you ever felt pain? 
 Em          F 
Condescending, muscles clenching, tell me 
    Am 
Have you ever felt pain? 
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A rose emerges from the pavement cracks 
                     Em 
They'll write my eulogy with broken glass 
N.C. 
Eternal parallax, pain 
 
[Chorus] 
Am             Em 
Pain the author, I accept this 
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Pain the teacher, bruised apprentice 
   Am              Em 
Pain resisting, pain will come 
    F        Am 
Pain the mother, I'm the son 
      Am                 Em 
Pain that splits you in two when it hits you 
        F              Am 
The dark and the light all converged to one 
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Pain that twists you, the Heavens dismiss you 
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The Father, the Ghost, and the Holy Son 
 
[Verse 3] 
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Body bags, body bags, body-bagging me 
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Zip it up quick, a living zombie 
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I search for peace in the belly of the beast 
Em 
Sick boi, sick boi, onomatopoeia 
Am 
Running up a fever, followin' a leader 
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Wanna be me, huh? Grass isn't greener 
Am 
Bright light seizure, dynamite dealer (Hya) 
Em 
Dine at the table of the coroner, eat up, fuck 
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Thirteen years and I've been feelin' so stuck 
Lucky number thirteen, just my luck (Shi) 
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Empires tumble - rubbles and dust 
Em 
The universe shrinks and the planets combust (Bla) 
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In God we trust 
     Em 
God tied a noose to his neck and he walked to the edge and he jumped 
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Angels wept 
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I bear witness watching the whole thing unfold from my bed 
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A bed where I never deep rest 
Em 
A bed where I'm always depressed 
      Am 
A bed with a human oppressed 
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A bed for a tomb where I slept 
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A bed in this room that's a womb for this mess 
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Sick boi, bitten by a tick boy, tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe (Bla) 
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Stones and sticks, boy, pain is a gift, boy, hard to make a stand when you crawl on your knees and I kneel 
 
[Verse 4] 
N.C. 
I kneel at the altar of my own disease and I beg 
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I begged the sky for mercy, mercy never came, life did me dirty 
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Thirty-three and hurting, cursing 
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Jesus died at thirty-three and still, my sins are lurking 
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Gears are turning, future stays uncertain 
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Surgeon incision, murder ambition 
N.C. 
(Fear of the unknown preserves a religion, denounce the gods where my body went missing) 
 
[Verse 5] 
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Back then, the pain sprayed ricocheted like a MAC-10 
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Hot lead hit the bed I was trapped in 
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Red wings, seraphim out of God's grace 
                Am 
Cried tears from Heaven like Clapton 
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Stick pins in a voodoo, Hendrix 
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Thick skin, stay humble, Kendrick 
N.C. 
Stay skeptic, check the biometrics 
N.C. 
Bloodstains, crime scene, forensic 
 
[Bridge] 
Am             C 
Lights on, lights out 
  Em 
Fade into the background 
Am       C 
So down, so down 
         Em 
Runnin' from the silhouette of self-doubt 
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By now, by now 
         Em 
Really should've figured this shit out 
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Lights on, lights out, Smackdown 
 
 
[Verse 6] 
N.C. 
Let it be, let it be, quote John Lennon 
N.C. 
Click-clack, John got shot for attention 
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What does that tell you about the good of intentions? 
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Bitterness formed in a storm of aggression 
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Prophets get dropped imagining heaven 
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Martin Luther, Mahatma - more deadness 
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Six, six, followed by six and seven 
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Build 'em, praise 'em, bury 'em, dead 'em 
 
[Verse 7] 
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I was born to be half a man with half a chance 
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My heart is in half; half-righteous, half is damned 
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And half a gram, half those troubles end 
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Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-Hai's masterplan 
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Sharper than glass, shards splinter and 
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Sinner man, sinner man, irony could kill a man 
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Pain makes money when the music lands, expand 
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Pay me my cheese, rain down parmesan (Six six six) 
 
[Verse 8] 
Am 
Followed by seven 
C 
Seven whole sins for a self-made Armageddon 
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Sin one: Pride 
      C 
Pride makes a man kill a man for his ego to survive 
Am 
Sin two: Lust 
      C 
Lust makes the grass look greener, crucifies trust 
Am 
Sin three: Gluttony 
  C 
Humans consume and consume, planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy 
Am 
Four: Sloth 
    C         Em 
Rinse and repeat, reruns, repeat, time lost 
Am 
Sin five: Envy 
      C        Em 
That's when one man's win is another man's frenzy 
Am 
Sin six: Wrath 
  C           Em 
Rage, vengeance, killers, psychopaths 
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Sin seven: Greed 
N.C. 
Greed plants a seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed 
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If we take what we need, then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed 
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Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep, then repeat 
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Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep 
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We inherit the mean, we inherit this world that we bruised and we beat 
       Em               Am 
We inherit this vanity, circus of creeps 
Am 
Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves 
N.C. 
One sin for every one day of the week