Chords for Bones - Sodium

Tempo:
122.7 bpm
Chords used:

Am

E

F#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Bones - Sodium chords
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This is not a wig.
It's fucking real.
I bought the wig.
It'll fucking come off right about now.
Now.
I got it in black.
You like my shirt?
It says Malvernie because that's where I actually live.
Hometown.
How in the fuck are you about to say the way that we do it is not the way?
Know that you're sweaty, you're not in the way.
Nothing you do could be hurting my day.
Cash is fuck on my bed, I lay.
Look at the ceiling, it fade away.
Stressing and checking on me for a blessing, but I can't hear nothing.
I'm gone for the day.
Sure you can afford that, I get it.
Looking like a bum only because I'm holding pennies.
Pull out your mortgage and spend it in a minute.
Take it how you want to get mad when you get blamed.
Everyone already for the money you ain't getting.
Boy, man, up to the life you ain't living.
Times I get chillin' sometimes I'm forgiving my mind.
I'm not really so the fuck when I [E] see you.
Loose fit, [Am] cotton chains banging off my body.
Sounding like a dog barking, razor barking.
If you buy me, let the scotch light blind him.
Let the switch re-style him.
I ain't never going back to what I did back in [F#] high school.
All the bones in the floor still flicking.
I shook up my clothes, going 800 dead.
Boy, if they need to hit my phone, I'll stay still.
Opens on the finger, make me hopeful.
We ain't never going back to nickel, diamond, fuss, and [Am] togas.
Key:  
Am
2311
E
2311
F#
134211112
Am
2311
E
2311
F#
134211112
Am
2311
E
2311
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_ _ _ _ This is not a wig.
It's fucking real.
I bought the wig.
It'll fucking come off right about now.
Now.
I got it in black.
You like my shirt?
It says Malvernie because that's where _ I actually live.
Hometown.
How in the fuck are you about to say the way that we do it is not the way?
Know that you're sweaty, you're not in the way.
Nothing you do could be hurting my day.
Cash is fuck on my bed, I lay.
Look at the ceiling, it fade away.
Stressing and checking on me for a blessing, but I can't hear nothing.
I'm gone for the day.
Sure you can afford that, I get it.
Looking like a bum only because I'm holding pennies.
Pull out your mortgage and spend it in a minute.
Take it how you want to get mad when you get blamed.
Everyone already for the money you ain't getting.
Boy, man, up to the life you ain't living.
Times I get chillin' sometimes I'm forgiving my mind.
I'm not really so the fuck when I [E] see you.
Loose fit, [Am] cotton chains banging off my body.
Sounding like a dog barking, razor barking.
If you buy me, let the scotch light blind him.
Let the switch re-style him.
I ain't never going back to what I did back in [F#] high school.
All the bones in the floor still flicking.
I shook up my clothes, going 800 dead.
Boy, if they need to hit my phone, I'll stay still.
Opens on the finger, make me hopeful.
We ain't never going back to nickel, diamond, fuss, and [Am] togas. _ _ _ _ _ _
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