A Walk Through Hell

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  • B7
  • Bm
  • C#m
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  • D
  • E
  • F#m
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Tono:
A And if I could swim, I'd swim out
F#m to you in the ocean,
E Swim out to where you were floating
D in the dark.
A And if I was blessed, I'd walk on
F#m the water you're breathing, To lend you some air for that
E D heaving, sunken chest.
D C#m 'Cause they chose you as the model
Bm A for their empty little dreams,
D C#m With your new head and your legs
Bm A spread like a filthy magazine.
D C#m And they hunt you, and they gut
B7 you, and you give in. And if I was brave, I'd climb up to you on the mountain, They led you to drink from their fountain spouting lies. And I'd slay the horrible beast they commissioned To steer me away from my mission to your eyes.
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And I'd stand there, like a soldier, with my foot upon his chest, With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained Sunday's best, And you'd hold me; I'd remind you who you are under their shell.
D A E I'd walk through hell for you,
F#m D let it burn right through my shoes
A E F#m D These soles are useless without you
A E Through hell for you, let the
F#m D torturing ensue;
A E F#m My soul is useless without you...
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(tablatura não está perfeita, mas está similar) And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it like a harmless little tree. Or an earthquake, I'd calm it, and I'd bring you back to me. And I'd hold you in my weak arms like a first born. I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes, These soles are useless without you Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue; My soul is usless without you... Through hell for you Through hell for you Without you, without you... Through hell for you. Without you... Through hell for you
D A Now I've walked through hell for
E you.
F#m D What's an adventurer to do,
A E F#m But rest these feet at home with
D you?
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Composición: Max Bemis

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