Cifras
Swords And Pens

Tom: F

Introdução: F#    C#/F    F#    C#/F    F#    C#/F    Bbm    G#    F#    G#    Bbm    

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                  G#    C#/F  F#  
Shovel the coal in
             C#/F  F#    G#  
this fire      ignite
                     Bbm  G#  C#/F  F#  
and conspire      Still
                     C#/F  F#  
doesn't mean that
                     G#              Bbm  G#  
I'm not in your head
F#  
     I'm falling in and
out again Slipped up
                                     G#  
and cared too much
  Bbm         F#  
again I must wake up
move on and mend
                     G#  
so much time here
                F#  
Cause I've grown up
only to hate my own
                Bbm  
bed I figure I'll
                C#  
just sleep when I'm
Ebm            F#  
dead Despite what you
heard I know what I
                  Bbm  
said I understand it
          C#  
was harsh but guess
Ebm    F#  
what? I'm falling
                                          G#  
in and out again
C#/F  F#  C#/F  F#  G#  Bbm  G#x2  
F#  
     Put yourself in my
C#  
place for just one
        Bbm  
day      Watch all the
colors in your
  G#  
spectrum fade grey
F#                                         C#  
     More aware than ever
                                  Bbm  
that I might never
        G#                    F#  
be calm again    And it
                  C#  
shakes every fucking
Bbm  
bone Trying to do the
G#                                         F#  
right thing on my own
                                  C#  
So I let the ink tell
                          Bbm  
you how I come to grips
             G#                      F#  Bbm  
with all of this
I'm getting too
G#                         F#  Bbm  G#  
old for this
F#  
     What do you know
        Bbm  
my shoes are my own
                          F#  
Tread the granite
till you find
             Bbm  
some kind of place
                                F#  C#/F  F#  C#/F  F#  C#(hºld)  
to call home
F#  
     Put yourself in my
C#  
place for just one
        Bbm  
day      Watch all the
colors in your
  G#  
spectrum fade grey
F#                                         C#  
     More aware than ever
                                  Bbm  
that I might never
        G#                    F#  
be calm again    And it
                  C#  
shakes every fucking
Bbm  
bone Trying to do the
G#                                         F#  
right thing on my own
                                  C#  
So I let the ink tell
                          Bbm  
you how I come to grips
             G#                      F#  
with all of this
F#  
     We're never gonna
C#/F      F#                    C#/F  
be the same again
F#            C#/F  Bbm  
Bury me I'm not
             G#         F#  
your friend    You
have your sword
C#/F  F#                    C#/F  
I've got my pen
F#                    C#/F  
Measuring might
             Bbm  
is a means to an
G#  F#  
end    We're never
                C#/F      F#  
gonna be the same
             C#/F  F#  
again            Bury me
C#/F  Bbm    G#         F#  C#/F  F#  C#/F  
I'm    not your friend
                        C#/F  
Not broke
Bbm            G#    F#(hºld)  
        just bent