The Negatives
The Early November
Bm
(início)
G - 320033 Em - 022000 F#/A# - x143xx
Verse 1
Bm With every word of my F#/A# perpetual definition D I’m starting to think with enough time I just might Bm get it Been through the tolls F#/A# got my change and looked back D Swinging were all negative souls
Verse 2
Bm F#/A# In every step of my combative D emotion the fight of my brain and my gut have been a nuisance Bm I’ve given myself enough F#/A# D slack to be secluded We’re all negative souls
Refrain 1
G A Practice what you know F#/A# is wrong Admit it’s hard Bm A G A to grow when you’re so small
Chorus 1
G Cause you’re addicted to A feeling sorry for yourself Bm A needle wove a thread D between your body and guilt Em You made a blanket of your D A scars And you just wanna G feel warm So just admit that you’re addicted A It’s a reason for fall Bm because You want to be D the one that everybody loves Em D You feel so sorry for yourself A And all you really want is guilt
Verse 3
Bm F#/A# Every day you wake up and feel defeated D Listing your flaws is the church that you believe Bm in Just give it a break cause F#/A# there’s people who are not D eating We’re all negative souls
Verse 4
Bm I’m done with the past F#/A# Being brakes to my D achievements Cutting the lines so the fluid runs Bm out of me and Teaching my F#/A# body that the negatives D can be beaten
Refrain 2
G A Practice what you know F#/A# is wrong Admit it’s hard Bm A G A to grow when you’re so small
Chorus 2
G Cause you’re addicted to A feeling sorry for yourself Bm A needle wove a thread D between your body and guilt Em You made a blanket of your D A scars And you just wanna G feel warm So just admit that you’re addicted A It’s a reason for fuck up Bm You want to be D the one that everybody loves Em D You feel so sorry for yourself A F#/A# And all you really want is guilt
Instrumental
Bm x4
Bridge
Bm It’s like quicksand taking you home F#/A# It’s like quicksand taking you home Bm What a rush I felt to be warm F#/A# What a rush I felt to be warm (Repeat x3) [Outro Bm It’s like quicksand F#/A# D taking you home Bm What a rush I F#/A# D felt to be warm
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