Mortal

Emily Kinney

Tom original: C Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 4
C

(início)

 C          Am     G          C    Am G C F
Dust in my eyes, tears on my face
 C          Am            G            C        Am G C F
Boy next to me says he's been in the same place
 C          Am            G            C    Am G C F
Mind just racing in the middle of the night
 C          Am            G                 C       Am G C F
Wondering what it's gonna look like in the daylight

Pre-Chorus

F
Wondering if he's on the right path
F                      N.C.
Wondering how long his luck will last

Chorus

 C               Am           G     C
Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
          C       Am       G     C
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
         C        Am         G           C
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
         C        Am          G          C
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
   C      Am               G            C
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
       C            Am            G          C
And oh-oh, Next to Skid Row on a rooftop we slow dance
C         Am
Is this forever
        G      C
I'm not at my best
         C               Am            G           C
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

Verse 2

  C     Am     G               C    Am G C F
Both brilliant on the ground floor
 C        Am    G             C    Am G C F
Do pretty well with a closed door
            C      Am        G              C
Yeah, it's now or never but tomorrow will change
        C        Am        G     C
Go to different cities and rearrange

Pre-Chorus

   F
Wondering if he's on the right path
   F                   N.C.
Wondering how long our luck will last

Chorus

 C               Am           G     C
Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
          C       Am       G     C
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
         C        Am         G           C
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
         C        Am          G          C
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
   C      Am               G            C
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
       C            Am            G          C
And oh-oh, Next to Skid Row on a rooftop we slow dance
C         Am
Is this forever
        G      C
I'm not at my best
         C               Am            G           C
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

Bridge

C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am                 F          C
      The way he's moving his mouth
C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am            G               C
      But the words never come out
C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am                 F          C
      The way he's moving his mouth
C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am            G               C
      But the words never come out

Chorus

 C               Am           G     C
Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
          C       Am       G     C
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
         C        Am         G           C
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
         C        Am          G          C
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
   C      Am               G            C
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
       C            Am            G          C
And oh-oh, Next to Skid Row on a rooftop we slow dance
C         Am
Is this forever
        G      C
I'm not at my best
         C               Am            G           C
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

Refrain

C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am            G               C
      But the words never come out
C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am            G               C
      But the words never come out
C Am                 F               C
      I swear he's trying to say he loves me
C Am            G               C
      But the words never come out
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