The Dangerous Summer

The Dangerous Summer

War Paint
Composição de (The Dangerous Summer/A.J. Perdomo)
Intro: Bb F Gm Eb (2x) 

 
Verse:   



F                  Eb 
I was starting to shake 
                        Gm 
From the days I've been up 

There's a lot on my plate 
        F                      Eb 
And the ones I loved stopped answering 
     Gm 
They left me to find my self 

In my own hate 
F          Eb                   Gm 
I work all alone with a cynical taste 

And the day I get out 
                   F 
Is the day I'll be made 
                 Eb 
I was cut out of stone 
                  Gm 
And carved with a blade 
                         F 
Head down with all of my hardships 
                    Eb 
There's nothing too strong 
            Gm 
That I cant face 
                             F 
Don't stop 'till you finally have it 
                         Eb 
It should be more like a habit 


[Refrão]
Bb Come down, F All the fighting's over Gm Eb I let you breathe your own air Bb F Gm I will set my arms down in a corner Eb When I turn around Bb F You will tell me how you're up now Gm From your dream of clovers Eb Said, "not a thing will compare Bb F Gm To the sense you give me, and disorder Eb When you turn around F And I can't breathe" Verse F Eb Gm Gm F Eb Gm Gm F Eb Gm Gm There wasn't a trace F Of the war letting up Eb And the days went on late Gm I struggled F And I fell to solid ground Eb It led me to my escape F Eb Now here I am outside of your gate I was hoping you could
[Refrão]
Bb Come down, F All the fighting's over Gm Eb I let you breathe your own air Bb F Gm I will set my arms down in a corner Eb When I turn around Bb F You will tell me how you're up now Gm From your dream of clovers Eb Said, "not a thing will compare Bb F Gm To the sense you give me, and disorder Eb When you turn around F And I can't breathe" Bridge: Eb Eb/D Well, I came to say sorry Eb Eb/D Bb I shouldn't have left Eb Eb/D Gm But my bitterness got to me Before you did Eb Eb/D And now I'm laying in gardens Eb Eb/D Bb Where we start over again Eb Eb/D Gm I know that you got me And this is it Eb Eb/D Eb Eb/D
[Refrão]
Bb Come down, F All the fighting's over Gm Eb I let you breathe your own air Bb F Gm I will set my arms down in a corner Eb When I turn around Bb F You will tell me how you're up now Gm From your dream of clovers Eb Said, "not a thing will compare Bb F Gm To the sense you give me, and disorder Eb When you turn around F And I can't breathe"

Enviado por: Edson Oliveira

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