Chords for e-dubble - Cycle of Nightmares (Let It Go)
Tempo:
89.8 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ebm] [C] [D] [F]
[B] [Ab] [Em] [D]
[C] [Fm] [F]
[Ab] [Em] [D]
[C] [F]
[E] [G]
[F] [D] [C] [F]
[E] [G]
[B] [C] I'm going to November, a long list of [F] members that we missed on the list, apologize for
[E] December, a long winter fell on this game of [G] thrones, but I'll be living at the [F] box
till [D] I'm HBO.
[C] We all fall, we all rise, we all [F] ride, with the bumps and bruises proving to em we all
[E] tried to do something with the gift, something to [G] uplift, eating chicken noodles, [B] sleeping
till my [C] soul gets fit.
The biggest loser in the world, or the duke of fucking [F] earl, both poles represented while
we looking for a [E] plurals.
The we, the us, and all [G] beings who are sick of being [F] cynical and [D] trying to find a [C] meaning
to this life that we cooked up, then we [F] shook up, recipe we scratched cause the past got
[E] looked up, the scars we took that we [G] did cause the tat doesn't [B] cover the [C] fact that we did.
The things we saw when [F] we were young, the time we did things [C] just for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I [C] let it go.
We learn to practice what [F] we preach, in practice we still see [C] things, I [Fm] practice preaching [G] practically,
[C] but I let it go.
Life stories that take shape and then get [Fm] dented, veneers for the fake smile [D] from that
[C] dentist, the cheers from the crowd for the [G] [A] introspection, air holes in the [B] pain till
we [C] all feel vented, but we can't slow down the [F] timeline, the [Am] mirror's got [D] ears and the
ears are [G] allies, we [C] listen real [D] close through the years and [G] outline the parts that we [C] loved
and repress those hard times.
Time we keep and time we [F] lose, we all hit delete when defeat stops [E] news.
Or are the real dreams the [G] daymares waking up [F] longing for the [D] ways of the [C] daycare?
The innocence gone, the [F] renaissance song, the cinema we lived to pop [E] on, the maze by
the maze that we took for granted, [G] put the dreams in the mail [B] but forgot [C] to stamp it.
And now they want junk, the [F] postage went up and your rent check probably got stuck, [E] the
lord of the land probably quite concerned, [G] both sides of the aisle [F] got to fight [D] the urge
[C] to just fight for first and then fight the curse [F] that was made on the day that they felt
the worst, [E] cause that ain't the truth, that ain't what's you, [G] march to a different drummer
[B] till you break [C] the loop and like.
The things we saw when we [Dm] were young, the time we did [F] things just [C] for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I let [C] it go.
We learned to practice what [Dm] we preach, a practice we [F] still seem [C] to cheat, I [Fm] practice preaching
[G] practically, [C] but I let it go.
[Dm] [F] [C] [G]
[Dm] [C] [Dm]
[F] [C] [G]
[Bm] [C] [Fm]
[B] [Ab] [Em] [D]
[C] [Fm] [F]
[Ab] [Em] [D]
[C] [F]
[E] [G]
[F] [D] [C] [F]
[E] [G]
[B] [C] I'm going to November, a long list of [F] members that we missed on the list, apologize for
[E] December, a long winter fell on this game of [G] thrones, but I'll be living at the [F] box
till [D] I'm HBO.
[C] We all fall, we all rise, we all [F] ride, with the bumps and bruises proving to em we all
[E] tried to do something with the gift, something to [G] uplift, eating chicken noodles, [B] sleeping
till my [C] soul gets fit.
The biggest loser in the world, or the duke of fucking [F] earl, both poles represented while
we looking for a [E] plurals.
The we, the us, and all [G] beings who are sick of being [F] cynical and [D] trying to find a [C] meaning
to this life that we cooked up, then we [F] shook up, recipe we scratched cause the past got
[E] looked up, the scars we took that we [G] did cause the tat doesn't [B] cover the [C] fact that we did.
The things we saw when [F] we were young, the time we did things [C] just for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I [C] let it go.
We learn to practice what [F] we preach, in practice we still see [C] things, I [Fm] practice preaching [G] practically,
[C] but I let it go.
Life stories that take shape and then get [Fm] dented, veneers for the fake smile [D] from that
[C] dentist, the cheers from the crowd for the [G] [A] introspection, air holes in the [B] pain till
we [C] all feel vented, but we can't slow down the [F] timeline, the [Am] mirror's got [D] ears and the
ears are [G] allies, we [C] listen real [D] close through the years and [G] outline the parts that we [C] loved
and repress those hard times.
Time we keep and time we [F] lose, we all hit delete when defeat stops [E] news.
Or are the real dreams the [G] daymares waking up [F] longing for the [D] ways of the [C] daycare?
The innocence gone, the [F] renaissance song, the cinema we lived to pop [E] on, the maze by
the maze that we took for granted, [G] put the dreams in the mail [B] but forgot [C] to stamp it.
And now they want junk, the [F] postage went up and your rent check probably got stuck, [E] the
lord of the land probably quite concerned, [G] both sides of the aisle [F] got to fight [D] the urge
[C] to just fight for first and then fight the curse [F] that was made on the day that they felt
the worst, [E] cause that ain't the truth, that ain't what's you, [G] march to a different drummer
[B] till you break [C] the loop and like.
The things we saw when we [Dm] were young, the time we did [F] things just [C] for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I let [C] it go.
We learned to practice what [Dm] we preach, a practice we [F] still seem [C] to cheat, I [Fm] practice preaching
[G] practically, [C] but I let it go.
[Dm] [F] [C] [G]
[Dm] [C] [Dm]
[F] [C] [G]
[Bm] [C] [Fm]
Key:
C
F
G
D
E
C
F
G
[Ebm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ [F] _ _
_ [B] _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ [C] I'm going to November, a long list of [F] members that we missed on the list, apologize for
[E] December, a long winter fell on this game of [G] thrones, but I'll be living at the [F] box
till [D] I'm HBO.
[C] We all fall, we all rise, we all [F] ride, with the bumps and bruises proving to em we all
[E] tried to do something with the gift, something to [G] uplift, eating chicken noodles, [B] sleeping
till my [C] soul gets fit.
The biggest loser in the world, or the duke of fucking [F] earl, both poles represented while
we looking for a [E] plurals.
The we, the us, and all [G] beings who are sick of being [F] cynical and [D] trying to find a [C] meaning
to this life that we cooked up, then we [F] shook up, recipe we scratched cause the past got
[E] looked up, the scars we took that we [G] did cause the tat doesn't [B] cover the [C] fact that we did.
The things we saw when [F] we were young, the time we did things [C] just for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I [C] let it go.
We learn to practice what [F] we preach, in practice we still see [C] things, I [Fm] practice preaching [G] practically, _
[C] but I let it go.
Life stories that take shape and then get [Fm] dented, veneers for the fake smile [D] from that
[C] dentist, the cheers from the crowd for the [G] [A] introspection, air holes in the [B] pain till
we [C] all feel vented, but we can't slow down the [F] timeline, the [Am] mirror's got [D] ears and the
ears are [G] allies, we [C] listen real [D] close through the years and [G] outline the parts that we [C] loved
and repress those hard times.
Time we keep and time we [F] lose, we all hit delete when defeat stops [E] news.
Or are the real dreams the [G] daymares waking up [F] longing for the [D] ways of the [C] daycare?
The innocence gone, the [F] renaissance song, the cinema we lived to pop [E] on, the maze by
the maze that we took for granted, [G] put the dreams in the mail [B] but forgot [C] to stamp it.
And now they want junk, the [F] postage went up and your rent check probably got stuck, [E] the
lord of the land probably quite concerned, [G] both sides of the aisle [F] got to fight [D] the urge
[C] to just fight for first and then fight the curse [F] that was made on the day that they felt
the worst, [E] cause that ain't the truth, that ain't what's you, [G] march to a different drummer
[B] till you break [C] the loop and like.
The things we saw when we [Dm] were young, the time we did [F] things just [C] for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, _ but I let [C] it go.
We learned to practice what [Dm] we preach, a practice we [F] still seem [C] to cheat, I [Fm] practice preaching
[G] practically, _ [C] but I let it go.
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [C] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ [C] I'm going to November, a long list of [F] members that we missed on the list, apologize for
[E] December, a long winter fell on this game of [G] thrones, but I'll be living at the [F] box
till [D] I'm HBO.
[C] We all fall, we all rise, we all [F] ride, with the bumps and bruises proving to em we all
[E] tried to do something with the gift, something to [G] uplift, eating chicken noodles, [B] sleeping
till my [C] soul gets fit.
The biggest loser in the world, or the duke of fucking [F] earl, both poles represented while
we looking for a [E] plurals.
The we, the us, and all [G] beings who are sick of being [F] cynical and [D] trying to find a [C] meaning
to this life that we cooked up, then we [F] shook up, recipe we scratched cause the past got
[E] looked up, the scars we took that we [G] did cause the tat doesn't [B] cover the [C] fact that we did.
The things we saw when [F] we were young, the time we did things [C] just for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, but I [C] let it go.
We learn to practice what [F] we preach, in practice we still see [C] things, I [Fm] practice preaching [G] practically, _
[C] but I let it go.
Life stories that take shape and then get [Fm] dented, veneers for the fake smile [D] from that
[C] dentist, the cheers from the crowd for the [G] [A] introspection, air holes in the [B] pain till
we [C] all feel vented, but we can't slow down the [F] timeline, the [Am] mirror's got [D] ears and the
ears are [G] allies, we [C] listen real [D] close through the years and [G] outline the parts that we [C] loved
and repress those hard times.
Time we keep and time we [F] lose, we all hit delete when defeat stops [E] news.
Or are the real dreams the [G] daymares waking up [F] longing for the [D] ways of the [C] daycare?
The innocence gone, the [F] renaissance song, the cinema we lived to pop [E] on, the maze by
the maze that we took for granted, [G] put the dreams in the mail [B] but forgot [C] to stamp it.
And now they want junk, the [F] postage went up and your rent check probably got stuck, [E] the
lord of the land probably quite concerned, [G] both sides of the aisle [F] got to fight [D] the urge
[C] to just fight for first and then fight the curse [F] that was made on the day that they felt
the worst, [E] cause that ain't the truth, that ain't what's you, [G] march to a different drummer
[B] till you break [C] the loop and like.
The things we saw when we [Dm] were young, the time we did [F] things just [C] for fun, I hate to
lose even [G] just one, _ but I let [C] it go.
We learned to practice what [Dm] we preach, a practice we [F] still seem [C] to cheat, I [Fm] practice preaching
[G] practically, _ [C] but I let it go.
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [C] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _