Аккорды к песне ​Stand Atlantic — Doomsday

 
[Intro] 
Bb Gm Dm C 
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Bb Gm Dm C 
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Bb Gm Dm C 
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[Verse 1] 
      Bb    Gm 
My very own doomsday 
                  Dm   C 
‘Cause I makin’ something outta nothin’ 
        Bb Gm 
Another ******’ mundane 
            Dm             C 
Train of thought like rocks in a slingshot 
 
[Verse 2] 
       Bb 
I’m in the junkyard 
     Dm 
Me and my used parts 
        F 
I’m buildin’ new head 
      C 
And maybe I’ll drop dead 
             Bb    Gm 
Like the spiders on my ceiling 
           F   C 
It’s my very own doomsday 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Gm            C 
 Got a panic room with a view 
           Gm 
Like a tomb with windows 
        Bb 
That show me bad news 
 
[Chorus] 
           Bb 
I don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm          C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
       Bb 
Satan cut the brakes 
       Gm 
Satan cut the brakes 
          Dm              C 
I’m droppin’ into hell on a Tuesday… 
Bb      Gm 
Take the hit 
         Dm        C 
I might as well lose my head 
               Bb 
Still don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm           C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
 
[Verse 3] 
        Bb     Gm 
Maybe I could tempt fate? 
             Dm C 
Doin’ anything for serotonin 
              Bb   Gm 
I tried to take the high road 
          Dm 
But I kinda got caught in th? tailspin 
 
[Verse 4] 
       Bb 
I’m in the car-park 
        Dm 
Live in the dark 
        F 
Just m? and my remarks 
      C 
Mindlessly pump darts 
     Bb      Gm 
And be so unappealing 
              F C 
It’s one hell of a Tuesday 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Gm            C 
 Got a panic room with a view 
           Gm 
Like a tomb with windows 
        Bb 
That show me bad news 
 
[Chorus] 
           Bb 
I don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm          C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
       Bb 
Satan cut the brakes 
       Gm 
Satan cut the brakes 
          Dm              C 
I’m droppin’ into hell on a Tuesday… 
Bb      Gm 
Take the hit 
         Dm        C 
I might as well lose my head 
               Bb 
Still don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm           C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
 
[Bridge] 
   Bb 
Every day it looks like I’m in trouble 
       Gm                               Dm 
Like makin’ a deal with the devil of low hangin’ fruit of the bottle 
I rot in the roots of my father 
 C 
And think that I’ll never get better 
 
[Instrumental] 
Bb Gm Dm C 
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Bb Gm Dm C 
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[Chorus] 
           Bb 
I don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm          C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
       Bb 
Satan cut the brakes 
       Gm 
Satan cut the brakes 
          Dm              C 
I’m droppin’ into hell on a Tuesday 
Bb      Gm 
Take the hit 
         Dm        C 
I might as well lose my head 
               Bb 
Still don’t know what to say 
           Gm 
I don’t know what to say 
          Dm           C 
I’m talkin’ to myself on a doomsday 
 
[Outro] 
Bb Gm Dm C 
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