Cradles

Sub Urban

  • Bb
  • Bbm
  • Db
    4
  • F
  • F/A
    3
  • Gb
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Bbm F/A Gb Db I live inside my own world of make-believe
Bbm F/A Gb Db Kids, screaming in their cradles, profanities
Bbm F/A Gb Db I see the world with eyes covered in ink and bleach
Bbm F/A Gb Db Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep
Bbm F/A I love everything
Gb Db Bbm Fire's spreading all around my room
F/A My world's so bright
Gb It's hard to breathe
Db But that's alright (Hush)
[Solo] Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bbm F/A Gb Db Tape my eyes open to force reality (oh no, no)
Bbm F/A Gb Db Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?
Bbm F/A Gb Db I live inside my own world of make-believe
Bbm F/A Gb Db Kids, screaming in their cradles, profanities
Bbm F/A Gb Db Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days
Bbm F/A Gb Db Sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to me
Bbm F/A I love everything
Gb Db Bbm Fire's spreading all around my room
F/A My world's so bright
Gb It's hard to breathe
Db But that's alright (Hush)
[Solo] Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bbm F/A I wanna taste your content
Gb Db Hold your breath and feel the tension
Bbm F/A Devils hides behind redemption
Gb Db Bbm Honesty is a one way gate to hell
F/A I wanna taste consumption
Gb Db Breathe faster to waste oxygen
Bbm F/A Hear the children sing aloud
Gb Db Bbm It's music 'til the wick burns out
[Solo] Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Bb Bbm F
F/A Gb Db
Db Bb Bbm F/A Gb Just wanna be carefree, lately, yeah
Gb Db Db Bb Just kickin' up daisies
Bbm F F/A Gb Got one too many quarters in my pockets
Gb Db Db Bb Count 'em like the four-leaf clovers in my locket
Bbm F F/A Gb Untied laces, yeah
Gb Db Db Bb Just trippin' on daydreams Got dirty little lullabies playin' on repeat Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep
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