And The Snakes Start To Sing - Bring Me The Horizon, ukulele chords

Published: 2022-02-05 18:35
Selection chords: Ethan Cooper

Am
Iʼve lost the plot again
C                                 G
Tell your friends to sharpen their teeth
Am                           C G
Thereʼs a few quid to be made...

Am
And my soulʼs a sorry state
C                                G
So come on down, youʼre empty lovers.
Am                          C G
Worms come out of the woodwork
G
And the snakes start to sing.

Am
Do you feel the chill,
C                             G
Clawing at the back of your neck?
Am
I start to spill.
C                                      G
Did you really think that you could fix me?
Am                              C      G
Theyʼll sell your bones for another roll.
Am
Well sharpen your teeth.
C                                   G
Tell yourself that itʼs just business.

Am                         C  G
Worms come out of the woodwork.
Am                            C  G
Leeches crawl from out of the dirt
Am                                  C  G
Rats come out of the holes they call home,
Am         C
I fall apart.
             G
And the snakes start to sing.

Am
Donʼt say Iʼm better off dead,
C                                      G
ʼCause heavenʼs full and hell wonʼt have me.
Am                            C  G
Wonʼt you make some room in your bed?
Am
Oh, well you could lock me up in your heart,
C                    G
And throw away the key.
Am                      C      G
Wonʼt you take me out of my head?

 G                 Am
Iʼm just a wouldʼve been, couldʼve been,
                               C               G
Shouldʼve been, never was and never ever will be.
Am
Well, sharpen your teeth.
C                                  G
Tell yourself that itʼs just business.
Am
Wouldʼve been, couldʼve been,
                                C              G
Shouldʼve been, never was, and never ever will be.
Am                         C  G
Worms come out of the woodwork,
G
And the snakes start to sing.

Am                        C  G
Worms come out of the woodwork.
Am                            C  G
Leeches crawl from out of the dirt
Am                                  C  G
Rats come out of the holes they call home,
Am         C
I fall apart.
             G
And the snakes start to sing.

Am
If you canʼt soar with the eagles,
C                          G
Then donʼt fly with the flock.
Am                   C     G
Are you still getting high?
Am
Did you catch your own reflection,
C                         G
In the knife my mother held?
Am                         C    G
Or the hell in my fatherʼs eyes?

Am
If you canʼt soar with the eagles,
C                          G
Then donʼt fly with the flock.
Am                  C  G
Are you still getting by?
Am
Was I your knight in shining armour?
C                    G
The apple of your eye?
Am                   C G
Or just a step to climb?

Am
If you canʼt soar with the eagles,
C                           G
Then donʼt fly with the flock.
Am                      C G
Are you still getting high?
Am
Did you catch your own reflection,
C                          G
In the knife my mother held?
Am                           C G
Or the hell in my fatherʼs eyes?

Am
If you canʼt soar with the eagles,
C                           G
Then donʼt fly with the flock.
Am                   C  G
Are you still getting by?
Am
Was I your knight in shining armour?
C                   G
The apple of your eye?
Am                                  C  G
Or just a step, a fucking step to climb?