Вступление
[Intro]
G | G | Asus4 | Asus4 |
G | G |
[Verse 1]
Asus4G
Sweaty hands, reduced precision
Asus4G
Waiting on the fan with the slow rotation
[Instrumental]
Asus4 | Asus4 | G | G |
[Verse 2]
Asus4G
Frayed starter cord and rusty nailheads
Asus4G
Crud between the boards and musty cobwebs
Asus4G
Everything you've got that isn't busted yet
Asus4G
Is wearing down every time you use it
[Chorus]
DAsus4GDAsus4G
What an ugly thought I---I was thinking
DAsus4GDAsus4G
Gripped by a fear of no discernable beginning
[Instrumental]
Asus4 | Asus4 | G | G |
Asus4 | Asus4 | G | G |
[Verse 3]
Asus4G
Hammering down is how I've been getting through
Asus4G
Strongarming life is my bonehead tried and true
Asus4G
No fixing it for good, but there could be just enough
Asus4G
It's running today, and maybe that's long enough
[Chorus]
DAsus4GDAsus4G
What an ugly thought I---I was thinking
DAsus4GDAsus4G
Both of us showing zero signs of relenting
DAsus4GDAsus4G
I'm usually lost and I've got precious little finesse
DAsus4GDAsus4G
But I'm still the boss, I'm still tou-ugher than the rest