Guns For Hands - Twenty One Pilots, acordes de ukelele

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

Intro: G# G# D# D# Fm C# G# D# x2

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

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

Chorus:
G#
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
D#                           Fm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            C#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
         G#       D#
When you all have guns for hands.
G#
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
D#                           Fm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            C#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
         G#       D#
When you all have guns for hands.

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

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

Chorus:
G#
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
D#                           Fm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            C#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt,
        G#       D#           Fm
When you all have guns for hands.

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

G# G# D# D# Fm C# G# D#

Chorus:
G#                              D#                           Fm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep. Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            C#                     G#       D#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt, when you all have guns for hands.
G#                              D#                           Fm
Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep. Iʼm trying, Iʼm trying to sleep.
            C#                     G#       D#
But I canʼt, but I canʼt, when you all have guns for hands.