Guns For Hands - Twenty One Pilots, acordes de ukelele

Publicado: 2016-08-11 19:13
Seleccion acordes: Ethan Cooper

Intro: F F C C Dm A# F C x2

Verse:
F
I know what you think in the morning,
 C
When the sun shines on the ground,
Dm      A#
And shows what you have done,
F        C
It shows where your mind has gone.
F
And you swear to your parents,
C
That it will never happen again,
Dm    A#       F               C
I know, I know, what that means, I know.

Pre-Chorus:
A#           F
That you all have guns,
C
And you never put the safety on.
Gm         F         C
And you all have plans, to take it,
C
To take it, donʼt take it, take it, take it.

Chorus:
F
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
C                           Dm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            A#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
         F       C
When you all have guns for hands.
F
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
C                           Dm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            A#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
         F       C
When you all have guns for hands.

Verse:
F
Letʼs take this a second at a time.
C
Letʼs take this one song, this one rhyme.
Dm       A#             F        C
Together, letʼs breathe. Together, to the beat.
F                              C
But thereʼs hope out the window, so thatʼs where weʼll go.
Dm        A#                  F
Letʼs Go outside and all join hands
                      C
But until then youʼll never understand.

Pre-Chorus:
A#           F
That you all have guns,
C
And you never put the safety on.
Gm         F         C
And you all have plans, to take it,
C
To take it, donʼt take it, take it, take it.

Chorus:
F
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
C                           Dm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            A#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
        F       C           Dm
When you all have guns for hands.

Rap:
Dm A#
Weʼve turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs
F C
for ammunition. I must forewarn you of my disorder, my condition.
Dm A#
ʼCause when the sun sets, it upsets whatʼs left of my invested
F C
interest, interested in putting my fingers to my head.
Dm A#
The solution is I see a whole room of these mutant kids,
F C
fused at the wrist I simply tell them they should shoot at this.
Dm A#
Simply suggest my chest and this confused music is obviously
F C
best for them to turn their guns to a fist.

F F C C Dm A# F C

Chorus:
F                              C                           Dm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep. Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            A#                     F       C
But I canʼt, but I canʼt, when you all have guns for hands.
F                              C                           Dm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep. Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            A#                     F       C
But I canʼt, but I canʼt, when you all have guns for hands.