Sub Urban

Cradles(Chords)

Sub Urban

Key: Bbm

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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

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