Chords for Cavity - First Communion
Tempo:
87.7 bpm
Chords used:
D
F
F#m
E
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A#] [A]
[D]
[F] Let's start the [D] issue.
Optics of learning.
[F] Let's start an illusion.
[D] With a hand and pen.
[F] Reading the words.
[D] And start again.
[F] Accept [D] the gifts of sin.
The gift [B] of pleasure is [F] leading to.
[D] Smother my words.
[E] The four [F] walls drain me [F#m] dry of all [D] imagination.
[E] [F] Crying out to be [F#m] told to [D] stand still.
[F] Crying out to [A] be told [D] to stand [F] still.
The [D] price of red death is the [Am] price of true love.
The [D] price of red death are the [F#] nights of true love.
[F] [D] The price of red death is the price of true love.
The price of red death are the [F] nights of true [D] love.
[F#]
[F] [Bm] The black queen [F] jumps in my skin.
Thinking [D] of hearts waiting.
[Bm] Left to [F#m] home.
Someone [D] shooting outside.
Two [F] fingers stitching.
Another [D] moving target.
[F#] [F] More than all [F#m] your supplies.
[D] More than the [F] price of red death.
[D] Nailing you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [A#] mystic.
Nailing [F#] you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the wall.
[F] Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [F] mystic.
Nailing [D] you to the [F#] wall.
[F]
[E] Three shots ring out [F] to scream.
[D] Who wants to play a Roman soldier that lives inside of me?
[A] [A#] Perennial artist.
What do [G] you see?
What do [C] you see?
[D] My secret fear of [E] being alone.
God sent a man to answer [Dm] myself.
God sent a native love [D] to myself.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
I've [D] got blood on your hands.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
[D] I've got blood on your hands.
[F] Blood on our [D] hands.
Blood on our hands. [F] Blood.
[F#m] Blood.
[F]
[F#m] Blood.
[F] [F#m] Blood.
[F] Blood.
[B] Blood.
[E] [D#] [D]
[G#] [A] [G#]
[G] [F]
[D]
[F] Let's start the [D] issue.
Optics of learning.
[F] Let's start an illusion.
[D] With a hand and pen.
[F] Reading the words.
[D] And start again.
[F] Accept [D] the gifts of sin.
The gift [B] of pleasure is [F] leading to.
[D] Smother my words.
[E] The four [F] walls drain me [F#m] dry of all [D] imagination.
[E] [F] Crying out to be [F#m] told to [D] stand still.
[F] Crying out to [A] be told [D] to stand [F] still.
The [D] price of red death is the [Am] price of true love.
The [D] price of red death are the [F#] nights of true love.
[F] [D] The price of red death is the price of true love.
The price of red death are the [F] nights of true [D] love.
[F#]
[F] [Bm] The black queen [F] jumps in my skin.
Thinking [D] of hearts waiting.
[Bm] Left to [F#m] home.
Someone [D] shooting outside.
Two [F] fingers stitching.
Another [D] moving target.
[F#] [F] More than all [F#m] your supplies.
[D] More than the [F] price of red death.
[D] Nailing you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [A#] mystic.
Nailing [F#] you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the wall.
[F] Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [F] mystic.
Nailing [D] you to the [F#] wall.
[F]
[E] Three shots ring out [F] to scream.
[D] Who wants to play a Roman soldier that lives inside of me?
[A] [A#] Perennial artist.
What do [G] you see?
What do [C] you see?
[D] My secret fear of [E] being alone.
God sent a man to answer [Dm] myself.
God sent a native love [D] to myself.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
I've [D] got blood on your hands.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
[D] I've got blood on your hands.
[F] Blood on our [D] hands.
Blood on our hands. [F] Blood.
[F#m] Blood.
[F]
[F#m] Blood.
[F] [F#m] Blood.
[F] Blood.
[B] Blood.
[E] [D#] [D]
[G#] [A] [G#]
[G] [F]
Key:
D
F
F#m
E
F#
D
F
F#m
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_ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Let's start the [D] issue.
Optics of learning.
[F] Let's start an illusion.
[D] _ With a hand and pen.
[F] Reading the words.
[D] And start again.
_ [F] _ Accept [D] the gifts of sin.
The gift [B] of pleasure is [F] leading to.
[D] Smother my words.
[E] The four [F] walls drain me [F#m] dry of all [D] imagination.
[E] _ _ [F] Crying out to be [F#m] told to [D] stand still.
_ [F] Crying out to [A] be told [D] to stand [F] still.
The [D] price of red death is the [Am] price of true love.
The [D] price of red death are the [F#] nights of true love. _
_ [F] _ [D] The price of red death is the price of true love.
The price of red death are the [F] nights of true [D] love.
_ [F#] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bm] The black queen [F] jumps in my skin.
Thinking [D] of hearts waiting.
_ [Bm] Left to [F#m] home.
Someone [D] shooting outside.
Two [F] fingers stitching.
Another [D] moving target.
[F#] _ [F] More than all [F#m] your supplies.
[D] More than the [F] price of red death.
[D] Nailing you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [A#] mystic.
Nailing [F#] you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the wall.
[F] Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [F] mystic.
Nailing [D] you to the [F#] wall.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ [E] _ Three shots ring out [F] to scream. _
_ [D] _ Who wants to play a Roman soldier that lives inside of me?
[A] _ [A#] Perennial artist.
_ What do [G] you see?
_ What do [C] you see?
_ _ [D] My secret fear of [E] being alone.
God sent a man to answer [Dm] myself.
God sent a native love [D] to myself.
_ [Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
I've [D] got blood on your hands.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
[D] I've got blood on your hands.
[F] Blood on our [D] hands.
Blood on our hands. [F] Blood.
_ [F#m] _ Blood.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ Blood. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Blood. _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ Blood. _
_ [B] Blood.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G#] _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Let's start the [D] issue.
Optics of learning.
[F] Let's start an illusion.
[D] _ With a hand and pen.
[F] Reading the words.
[D] And start again.
_ [F] _ Accept [D] the gifts of sin.
The gift [B] of pleasure is [F] leading to.
[D] Smother my words.
[E] The four [F] walls drain me [F#m] dry of all [D] imagination.
[E] _ _ [F] Crying out to be [F#m] told to [D] stand still.
_ [F] Crying out to [A] be told [D] to stand [F] still.
The [D] price of red death is the [Am] price of true love.
The [D] price of red death are the [F#] nights of true love. _
_ [F] _ [D] The price of red death is the price of true love.
The price of red death are the [F] nights of true [D] love.
_ [F#] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Bm] The black queen [F] jumps in my skin.
Thinking [D] of hearts waiting.
_ [Bm] Left to [F#m] home.
Someone [D] shooting outside.
Two [F] fingers stitching.
Another [D] moving target.
[F#] _ [F] More than all [F#m] your supplies.
[D] More than the [F] price of red death.
[D] Nailing you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [A#] mystic.
Nailing [F#] you to the [F] wall.
Nailing [D] you to the wall.
[F] Nailing [D] you to the Spanish [F] mystic.
Nailing [D] you to the [F#] wall.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ [E] _ Three shots ring out [F] to scream. _
_ [D] _ Who wants to play a Roman soldier that lives inside of me?
[A] _ [A#] Perennial artist.
_ What do [G] you see?
_ What do [C] you see?
_ _ [D] My secret fear of [E] being alone.
God sent a man to answer [Dm] myself.
God sent a native love [D] to myself.
_ [Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
I've [D] got blood on your hands.
[Dm] I've got blood on my hands.
[D] I've got blood on your hands.
[F] Blood on our [D] hands.
Blood on our hands. [F] Blood.
_ [F#m] _ Blood.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ Blood. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Blood. _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ Blood. _
_ [B] Blood.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G#] _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _