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Tab2
This is tablature — fret positions rather than chord names. Wide lines scroll sideways on their own, so the page never does.
intro
eb|--0---| Bb|--0---| Gb|--8---| Db|--8---| Ab|--6---| Eb|--0---|
verse
eb|--0--0---| Bb|--0--0---| Gb|--1--8---| Db|--2--8---| Ab|--2--6---| Eb|--0--0---|
after-verse
eb|--0--0--0---| Bb|--0--0--0---| Gb|--9--6--4---| Db|--7--7--2---| Ab|--5--4--3---| Eb|--0--x--x---|
bridge
i: palm muted
eb|-------------| Bb|-------------| Gb|--1-2-2-4----| Db|--2-4-4-2----| Ab|--2-3-4-3----| Eb|--0----------|
ii:
eb|-0-0-0-0---| Bb|-0-0-0-0---| Gb|-1-2-2-4---| Db|-2-4-4-2---| Ab|-2-3-4-3---| Eb|-0-x-x-x---|
Order:
verse
What you found sure upset you,
never saw it coming did you?
It's easy to be surprised
with both your eyes sewn closed.
Handled with great precision,
another faultless execution,
you're the subject of this exhibition,
a will cadaver, a willing cadaver.
after-verse
Scalped, sutured, made whole again.
verse
These cuts are leaving creases.
Trace the scars, to fit the pieces,
to tell your story, you don't need to say a word.
So call off the cavalry,
you can't save a wretch like me.
Clean this with kerosene,
if you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed.
after-verse
Scalped, sutured, made whole again.
bridge i
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right,
you look better when out of sight,
you were not made to stand and fight
there's something better wrong with you.
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right,
you look better when out of sight,
you were not made to stand and fight
there's something better wrong with you.
Your pulse is anemic, you're tired of the fire,
you're bruising too easy, and falling behind,
and no one is waiting for you,
and no one is waiting for you.
bridge ii
and no one is waiting for you,
and no one is waiting for you.
verse
So call off the quarantine,
you can't save the rest from me.
Clean this with kerosene,
if you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed.
So call off the quarantine,
you can't save the rest from me.
Clean this with kerosene,
if you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed.
after-verse
Scalped, sutured, made whole again.
bride ii
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right,
you look better when out of sight,
you were not made to stand and fight
there's something better wrong with you.
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right,
you look better when out of sight,
you were not made to stand and fight
there's something better wrong with you.
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