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Os Dígitos

Key: B

Introduction:

difficulty
intermediate |||||
 D                                       D/C#                                       Bm 
Os dígitos vermelhos do rádio-relógio
 Bm/A                                                                               G  Gm                                         Bm     F     E 
Ainda marcam a hora exata em que você     saiu da minnha vida
 D                                 D/C#                           Bm                                       Bm/A 
A chuva fria, o automóvel, o olhar de falsa loura
 G                                                             Gm                                                       A           F     E 
O adeus como um bombom de goma arábica na boca
 D/F#                                                 Bm 
Ter de sair assim do seu caminho
 D/F#                                                 Bm 
Ter de agora virar "amiguinho"
 E                                                             A                     G         F#m    E...D             D/F#       E/G# 
Você não sabe eu estou tão sozinho
 D                                       D/C#                         Bm       Bm/A 
Os olhos vermelhos de assistir TV
 G                             Gm                                     Bm     F     E 
Na madrugada em que você saiu da minha vida
 D                                 D/C#                           Bm                                 Bm/A 
O vídeo, o telefone, o faz, o diempax, a pizza gelada
 G                                           Gm                                                       A             A#       A 
A janela escancarada respingando céu na roupa
 D/F#                                                 Bm                                   D/F#                                                 Bm 
Olhando asfalto como se fosse praia Conversando com as samambaias
 E                                                             A                     G         F#m    E 
(elas entendem os de minha laia)
 D/F#                                                 Bm                           D/F#                                                 Bm 
Ter de sair assim do seu caminho Ter de agora virar "amiguinho"
 E                                                             A                     G         F#m          D     E       D/F#       E 
Você não sabe eu estou tão sozinho
 G                   A                                               Bm                                                             D7 
Tudo ficou tão quieto Os gatos do vizinho, as goteiras do teto
 G                   A                                               Bm                                                             D7 
Tudo ficou tão chato Que eu já não sei, que eu já não sei
 G                   A                                   Bm                                                                                           D7 
Tudo ficou tão chato Banho de porta aberta, deitar na cama de sapatos
 G                   A                                       F#             Bm                                 E                                                 A  G  F#mE 
Tudo ficou tão quieto, tudo ficou tão quieto   Tudo ficou tão chato
 D/F#                                                 Bm                       D/F#                                                 Bm 
O mundo agora está tão absurdo Desabafei com um criado-mudo
 E                                                             A                     G                 F#m    E 
(ele concorda comigo em quase tudo)
 D/F#                                                 Bm                                           D/F#                                                 Bm 
Olhando asfalto como se fosse praia Conversando com as samambaias
 E                                                             A                     G         F#m    E 
(elas entendem os de minha laia)
 D/F#                                                 Bm 
Ter de sair assim do seu caminho
 D/F#                                                 Bm 
Ter de sair assim do seu caminho...