Chords for FLATBUSH ZOMBiES - 'CROWN FEAT. PORTUGAL. THE MAN'

[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
I've _ been [C] doing it so [G]
long _ I don't [Am] think that we can carry on now
_ [C] This longing, [D] why do you [G] grow now?
Can't [F] you see [Am] that it's been
_ _ [Em] _ Longing too [G] long?
[E] Let my love down, make me [Am] sick and tired
_ So when [C] you hold me, hold me [G] closer
Seven [Am] is [B] the hand that [Am] graces the night
Waiting for people to see [C] these stars I'm needed in [G] cities large
No doubt, [Dm] no doubt, break down these walls A [Am] stupid man could evolve
[C] Losers told me I wouldn't be [G] on the earth for this long
[Dm] My resurgence was strong, what [Am] do I do this for?
Gotta [C] release, gotta [G] release everything beautiful
[Em] My [Dm] fabric niche, kiss my [Am] cleats, money don't soothe the soul
Ain't nobody perfect [C] anyway, mama poured a [G] glass of anime
[Em] Get me from the evils [Am] that await, the ones I gotta save
We can start a [G] promotion _ [C]
[G] We can have it [Dm] as good as you know _
[Am] Just a drop in [Em] the ocean [C] _
[G] My crown of thorns, I'm the city of roses
[Am] But I feel _ so alive _
[D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] Real music, steel, winning, [Am] fake, niggas gon' get [G] on
Just a message to [N] myself, mirror, mirror on the wall
This the art, put your car, meet your dog, just go off
This my destiny, written [E] on the wall
Real [A] _
music, steel, winning, fake, niggas gon' get on
[C#] Just a message to myself, [G#] mirror, mirror [F#m] on the wall
This the art, put your car, meet your dog, just go off
This my destiny, [G#] written on the wall
I've been living [F#m] in the [A] dark for so long
[Bm] I've _ been carrying all of that, [A] _ it's long and [Em] winding right [Bm] now
Can't you see that [F#m] there's been _ a little bit too [E] long
I've _ [F#m] been thinking how, so will you hold me, hold me closer
See I'm [D] not in the head that [Bm]
[F#m] ever cries
No one gets out [A] alive, _ [C#m]
so we live it like we [Bm] already died
No [F#m] one will ever understand but [A] the sky
Sometimes it's [E] hard to focus with these voices [Bm] inside my [F#m] eyes
I'm a demon to some, [A] _ angel to [Em] others
Die for what you [A] love, [Bm] or love it till it kills you
[F#m] Don't be the type to talk about [C#] shit and not live it
I'm manifesting every [G] single one of [F#m] my visions
So I only blame myself [A] when I don't make it to the finish
[E] Please don't let your [Bm] perception become your reflection
[F#m] _ But excuse my aggression, cause my talk [C#m] offer questions
If [D] I'm leading, God's enemies, [F#m] tell me why am I blaming it
Simple [A] question, quite [C#] perplexing
Those things who say they love you [Bm] but hate me, that's like [F#m]
deceptive
My voice of control, substance, injustice
Might fuck around and fail your drug [D] test
_ I've been [F#m] moving, _ _ [D] been feeling so [A] alone
_ [Bm] I've been carrying all of [A] that, _ it's long and [Bm] winding right now
Can't you see that [F#m] you're a slave?
_ _ Moving [E] too long
I'm _ [Bm] breathing, sinking [F#m] out
_ So when you're moving, hold me closer
Together is the heaven, heaven
Real music, steel, in it, fake, niggas gon' be all
Just a message to myself, [Bm] mirror, mirror on the wall
[F#m] It's the art, what you call, meet your God, just go off
This my destiny, written on the wall, [B] play my part
[F#m] Real music, steel, in it, fake, niggas gon' be all
Just a message to myself, [D] mirror, mirror on [F#m] the wall
It's the art, what you call, [A] meet your God, just [B] go off
This my destiny, written on the wall, play my part
[F#m] I've been moving, _ _ been feeling so [E] alone
_ [Bm] I've been _ [D]
[F#m] carrying all of that, _ [A] it's long and [E] winding right now
[Bm] Can't you [D] see that [F#m] you're a slave?
_ [A] _ _ _
[E] Moving too long
[Bm] But I don't doubt we can stick [F#m] it out
_ [A] So when you're holding, [E] hold me closer
[Am] Seven is the hand that wins
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