Chords for CYBERPUNK 2077 Kerry’s Song *WITH LYRICS*
Tempo:
72 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
E
F#m
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ahoy there, scallywag.
Care to come aboard?
Ahoy back at ya.
What's going on?
A little cruise around the bay.
Kicking it with old Carrie.
Okay, yeah.
Sounds bomb.
I'm in.
Music to my fucking ears!
Off we go!
Now if I can find that button to raise the
pad.
Seamorai.
All ahead!
[D#] [G#]
[E] [G] [E]
[Bm] It's time, I'm [F#m] having tough days.
It's [G] time to find what needs to go [E] and what needs to [Bm] stay down.
I'm [F#m] down on my knees, the [G] same old feeling that I get [E] when I drug too.
[B] The world is [F#] getting stranger, it's [G] growing colder.
[Bm] [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [G]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [D] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights [E] out, [A] dying, [E] dying to live another [Bm] day.
[Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own [B] grave.
Yeah, it's [F#m] getting worse now.
I [G] feel it crawling and my soul [Bm] is changing.
Just don't get it, this [F#m] time I faced it.
[Bm] It's the second time I've heard [E] but the blood's still on [Bm] my hands.
I [F#m] don't need [Em] another reason to throw away my self-control and give [Bm] it to the demons.
[F#m] [G] [Em]
[Bm] [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the good [Em] times.
Think [Bm] it's time I packed [Em] up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough times, [F#m] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights out, dying, [E] dying to live another day.
[Bm] [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging [E] your own grave.
[Bm] Sometimes [A] I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind of another [Bm] day.
[E] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own grave.
[G#] Is that your [E] song?
I don't recognize it.
Cause it's new.
Riffs have been bouncing around my skull for a while now.
[G] [E]
I feel like I'm onto something really special here.
[F#m] [G] [E]
Care to come aboard?
Ahoy back at ya.
What's going on?
A little cruise around the bay.
Kicking it with old Carrie.
Okay, yeah.
Sounds bomb.
I'm in.
Music to my fucking ears!
Off we go!
Now if I can find that button to raise the
pad.
Seamorai.
All ahead!
[D#] [G#]
[E] [G] [E]
[Bm] It's time, I'm [F#m] having tough days.
It's [G] time to find what needs to go [E] and what needs to [Bm] stay down.
I'm [F#m] down on my knees, the [G] same old feeling that I get [E] when I drug too.
[B] The world is [F#] getting stranger, it's [G] growing colder.
[Bm] [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [G]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [D] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights [E] out, [A] dying, [E] dying to live another [Bm] day.
[Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own [B] grave.
Yeah, it's [F#m] getting worse now.
I [G] feel it crawling and my soul [Bm] is changing.
Just don't get it, this [F#m] time I faced it.
[Bm] It's the second time I've heard [E] but the blood's still on [Bm] my hands.
I [F#m] don't need [Em] another reason to throw away my self-control and give [Bm] it to the demons.
[F#m] [G] [Em]
[Bm] [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the good [Em] times.
Think [Bm] it's time I packed [Em] up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough times, [F#m] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights out, dying, [E] dying to live another day.
[Bm] [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging [E] your own grave.
[Bm] Sometimes [A] I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind of another [Bm] day.
[E] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own grave.
[G#] Is that your [E] song?
I don't recognize it.
Cause it's new.
Riffs have been bouncing around my skull for a while now.
[G] [E]
I feel like I'm onto something really special here.
[F#m] [G] [E]
Key:
Bm
E
F#m
Em
A
Bm
E
F#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Ahoy there, scallywag.
_ _ Care to come aboard?
Ahoy back at ya.
What's going on? _ _
_ _ A little cruise around the bay.
Kicking it with old Carrie.
_ _ _ _ Okay, yeah.
Sounds bomb.
I'm in.
Music to my fucking ears!
Off we go!
Now if I can find that button to raise the_
_ _pad.
Seamorai.
All ahead!
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
[Bm] It's time, I'm [F#m] having tough days.
It's [G] time to find what needs to go [E] and what needs to [Bm] stay down.
I'm [F#m] down on my knees, the [G] same old feeling that I get [E] when I drug too.
[B] The world is [F#] getting stranger, it's [G] growing colder. _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [G]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [D] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights [E] out, [A] dying, [E] dying to live another [Bm] day.
_ [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own [B] grave.
Yeah, it's [F#m] getting worse now.
I [G] feel it crawling and my soul [Bm] is changing.
Just don't get it, this [F#m] time I faced it.
[Bm] It's the second time I've heard [E] but the blood's still on [Bm] my hands.
I [F#m] don't need [Em] another reason to throw away my self-control and give [Bm] it to the demons.
_ [F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [Bm] _ [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the good [Em] times.
Think [Bm] it's time I packed [Em] up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough times, [F#m] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights out, dying, [E] dying to live another day.
[Bm] _ [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging [E] your own grave.
[Bm] Sometimes [A] I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind of another [Bm] day.
_ [E] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own grave.
[G#] Is that your [E] song?
I don't recognize it.
Cause it's new.
Riffs have been bouncing around my skull for a while now.
_ [G] _ _ [E]
I feel like I'm onto something really special here.
[F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ Ahoy there, scallywag.
_ _ Care to come aboard?
Ahoy back at ya.
What's going on? _ _
_ _ A little cruise around the bay.
Kicking it with old Carrie.
_ _ _ _ Okay, yeah.
Sounds bomb.
I'm in.
Music to my fucking ears!
Off we go!
Now if I can find that button to raise the_
_ _pad.
Seamorai.
All ahead!
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
[Bm] It's time, I'm [F#m] having tough days.
It's [G] time to find what needs to go [E] and what needs to [Bm] stay down.
I'm [F#m] down on my knees, the [G] same old feeling that I get [E] when I drug too.
[B] The world is [F#] getting stranger, it's [G] growing colder. _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [G]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [D] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights [E] out, [A] dying, [E] dying to live another [Bm] day.
_ [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own [B] grave.
Yeah, it's [F#m] getting worse now.
I [G] feel it crawling and my soul [Bm] is changing.
Just don't get it, this [F#m] time I faced it.
[Bm] It's the second time I've heard [E] but the blood's still on [Bm] my hands.
I [F#m] don't need [Em] another reason to throw away my self-control and give [Bm] it to the demons.
_ [F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [Bm] _ [A] Sometimes I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the good [Em] times.
Think [Bm] it's time I packed [Em] up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough times, [F#m] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind [Bm] till it's [A] sundown.
Lights out, dying, [E] dying to live another day.
[Bm] _ [Em] You're not living, yeah, you're digging [E] your own grave.
[Bm] Sometimes [A] I'm tongue [Em]-tied, I dug a little deeper just to see what I'd found.
[Bm] Through the tough [F#m] times, the [A] good [Em] times.
Think it's time I packed up and left it all [Bm] behind.
Tough [F#m] times, [A] good [Em] times.
Picking up the pieces I left behind of another [Bm] day.
_ [E] You're not living, yeah, you're digging your own grave.
[G#] Is that your [E] song?
I don't recognize it.
Cause it's new.
Riffs have been bouncing around my skull for a while now.
_ [G] _ _ [E]
I feel like I'm onto something really special here.
[F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _