Cifras
On The Brim

Tom: E

Introdução:

          Am    C    G/B  
Am                                 C    G/B            Am                                              C    G/B  
Buy an aspirin...                            for my self esteem
        Am                 C    G/B                            Am                            C    G/B  
Berated, overwhelmed
Am                                                 C         G/B                                                C    G/B  
By your torches...         I'm on the brim
Am                                                    C    G/B  
Buy a burnished leash
Am                                         C         G/B  
For me to beseech
Am                              C         G/B              Am              C            G/B                              F7+  
                I'm a crazy dog            sent...            to...                                      hell
 G    G#°    Am)  
                        F                                            G  
You say this suffering of me
                                                G#°  
Has no meaning to be
                                                          Am  
I wonder if you will take me home...
                  F                                    G  
These sour words you spit
                                                G#°                    Am  
On this face you use to hit
                  Am7  
Oh, no...not anymore...
Am                                                                 C         G/B  
Put me a burnished leash
                  Am                                                    C         G/B  
And ride me through the streets
                        Am                                              C                      G/B  
I'm a stupid dog that lives in your hell
 Am    C    G/B)  
Am                                                      C      G/B              Am                                                      C      G/B  
Force me with a grin to...         achieve your desires of sin
Am                              C                            G/B  Am            C      G/B      F7+  
          oh... decrease me to      my      smallest cell
 G    G#°    Am)  
F                                    G                                                                      G#°  
You drag me a bomb and it comes from your womb
                                                  Am  
I wonder what will be of me ?!?!
                  F                                      G  
These sour words you spit
                                        G#°  
This face you use to hit...
                  Am  
Oh, no, no, no...not anymore...
Am                                      C         G/B  
          Not anymore....
 Am    C    G/B)  
 F    G    G#°    Am)