Текст песни Misc Originals — Andrea Jimenez — A Song For A Funeral + аккорды для гитары
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[Intro]
D A G
[Verse 1]
D
The first song I wrote
A
Was for a funeral
A
Which I never went
G
I cried while I wrote it
G
But no ones knows it yet
D
Your words still eco in my mind
A
"He's gone"
G
No, I still didn't forget
[pre-chorus]
Em
I tried to make it sound good
F#m
I tried to make it feel rigth
Em
But at the end of the day
F#m
Nothing of this was on my hands
[Chorus]
Bm
Cause I know the time it's complicated
G
I know I can't stop it or take it back
A
And just thinking about it, makes me gag
Bm
¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young
G
To use your words like a knife?
A
Have you ever thougth what my first song
A
was about?
Bm
I'm so sure you never thougth about
G
My first song was
A F#m
A song for a funeral
[Verse 2]
D
I wrote you a song without guitar
A
It's horrible but I don't care
G
Cause it's a letter for the day you leave
D
I know some day I'll burn that letter
A
I'd burn my whole voicenotes
G
So you can hear them all
[pre-chorus]
Em
I tried to make it sound good
F#m
I tried to make it feel rigth
Em
But at the end of the day
F#m
Nothing of this was on my hands
[Chorus]
Bm
Cause I know the time it's complicated
G
I know I can't stop it or take it back
A
And just thinking about it, makes me gag
Bm
¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young
G
To use your words like a knife?
A
Have you ever thougth what my first song
A
was about?
Bm
I'm so sure you never thougth about
G
My first song was
A F#m
A song for a funeral
[Bridge]
A
But there's still time
G
Theres still time
Bm
I know everything can be alrigth
A
Is just a race
G
I could run fast
Bm
But I can't jump the hole you left
Em
I'm destinated to fall there
[verse 3]
D
My fist song was for a funeral
A
which I never went
G
It's been a long time
D
And I still can't forget
A
But I can't run fast
G
I can't jump further
D
The hole is too long
A G
I'm destinated to fall
[Chorus]
Bm
Cause I know the time it's complicated
G
I know I can't stop it or take it back
A
And just thinking about it, makes me gag
Bm
¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young
G
To use your words like a knife?
A
Have you ever thougth what my first song
A
was about?
Bm
I'm so sure you never thougth about
G
My first song was
A F#m
A song for a funeral
[post-chorus]
Em
I tried to make it sound good
F#m
I tried to make it feel rigth
Em
But at the end of the day
F#m
Nothing of this was on my hands
[Outro]
D
This is my letter for the day you go
G
This is my word to remaind you I've grow
D
This is the prove of that was a bad year
D
I can't belive it's already a year
G
But all my troubles haven't already go
D
Someday I thougth it couldn't get worst
A
Burn my words
D
My first song was for a funeral
G
I thougth it couldn't get wost
A
But it got worst
D G
That was a bad year