Chords for KXLLSWXTCH - NIGHTSTAND (Audio)
Tempo:
144.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
C#m
F#m
G#
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] [F#m] [A]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
I guess [Gm] [G#] I'm not that wise [C#m]
Staring in the mirror [F#m] at the men I despise
[A] Talking to my friends [G#] is when my self-imposed
[C#m]
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Just loaded for the show, I'm a [F#m] nice man
[A] I'm a bully, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Back and forth, take your time, chop that up
Shorty sittin' in the back of the Benz truck
Tickets, bitch, now we wanna get your hair up
On the toilet, in my clothes, I hope I got a vest on
Ain't the one, the one, the type, but
You know it's there with the pills, you got your mind blew
Super shorty, wanna think, spit my body
Got a little bit of fame, I'm fallin' for Tristan's
Know a damn yelly, feelin' my fame
Tickets, like, tryna blow my fame
Same bullshort, I put on my plate
With the same motherfuckers, wanna smile at my face
Know I shit y'all, I'm on a train
Gotta [G] fix y'all, in my day
Everybody throw smoke till the river shade
Holdin' when I put some gold in your glass, I'll [C#m] break off
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a [F#m] nice man
[A] With a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
[C#m]
[F#m] I'm a [A] bully, got a mind game
Took a chance, but you a [G#] guess, I'm not that wise
[A]
Staring in the mirror at the men I despise
Talkin' to my friends, [D#m] it's more my self than us
[C#m] Why you feelin' I do my [F#m] thing?
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a nice [F#m] man
With [A] a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah
[C#m] [F#m] [A]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
[G#] [N]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
I guess [Gm] [G#] I'm not that wise [C#m]
Staring in the mirror [F#m] at the men I despise
[A] Talking to my friends [G#] is when my self-imposed
[C#m]
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Just loaded for the show, I'm a [F#m] nice man
[A] I'm a bully, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Back and forth, take your time, chop that up
Shorty sittin' in the back of the Benz truck
Tickets, bitch, now we wanna get your hair up
On the toilet, in my clothes, I hope I got a vest on
Ain't the one, the one, the type, but
You know it's there with the pills, you got your mind blew
Super shorty, wanna think, spit my body
Got a little bit of fame, I'm fallin' for Tristan's
Know a damn yelly, feelin' my fame
Tickets, like, tryna blow my fame
Same bullshort, I put on my plate
With the same motherfuckers, wanna smile at my face
Know I shit y'all, I'm on a train
Gotta [G] fix y'all, in my day
Everybody throw smoke till the river shade
Holdin' when I put some gold in your glass, I'll [C#m] break off
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a [F#m] nice man
[A] With a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
[C#m]
[F#m] I'm a [A] bully, got a mind game
Took a chance, but you a [G#] guess, I'm not that wise
[A]
Staring in the mirror at the men I despise
Talkin' to my friends, [D#m] it's more my self than us
[C#m] Why you feelin' I do my [F#m] thing?
[A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
[C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a nice [F#m] man
With [A] a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah
[C#m] [F#m] [A]
[G#] [C#m]
[F#m] [A]
[G#] [N]
Key:
A
C#m
F#m
G#
Gm
A
C#m
F#m
[C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ I guess [Gm] [G#] I'm not that wise [C#m]
Staring in the mirror [F#m] at the men I despise
[A] Talking to my friends [G#] is when my self-imposed
[C#m]
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
_ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ [C#m] Just loaded for the show, I'm a [F#m] nice man
_ [A] I'm a bully, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Back and forth, take your time, chop that up
Shorty sittin' in the back of the Benz truck
Tickets, bitch, now we wanna get your hair up
On the toilet, in my clothes, I hope I got a vest on
Ain't the one, the one, the type, but
You know it's there with the pills, you got your mind blew
Super shorty, wanna think, spit my body
Got a little bit of fame, I'm fallin' for Tristan's
Know a damn yelly, feelin' my fame
Tickets, like, tryna blow my fame
Same bullshort, I put on my plate
With the same motherfuckers, wanna smile at my face
Know I shit y'all, I'm on a train
Gotta [G] fix y'all, in my day
Everybody throw smoke till the river shade
Holdin' when I put some gold in your glass, I'll [C#m] break off
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
_ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ [C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a [F#m] nice man
_ [A] With a bullet, got a mind [G#] _ game
_ [C#m] _
_ _ [F#m] I'm a _ _ [A] bully, got a mind game
Took a chance, but you a [G#] guess, I'm not that wise
[A]
Staring in the mirror at the men I despise
Talkin' to my friends, [D#m] it's more my self than us
[C#m] Why you feelin' I do my [F#m] thing?
_ _ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ _ [C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a nice [F#m] man
With [A] a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ I guess [Gm] [G#] I'm not that wise [C#m]
Staring in the mirror [F#m] at the men I despise
[A] Talking to my friends [G#] is when my self-imposed
[C#m]
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
_ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ [C#m] Just loaded for the show, I'm a [F#m] nice man
_ [A] I'm a bully, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Back and forth, take your time, chop that up
Shorty sittin' in the back of the Benz truck
Tickets, bitch, now we wanna get your hair up
On the toilet, in my clothes, I hope I got a vest on
Ain't the one, the one, the type, but
You know it's there with the pills, you got your mind blew
Super shorty, wanna think, spit my body
Got a little bit of fame, I'm fallin' for Tristan's
Know a damn yelly, feelin' my fame
Tickets, like, tryna blow my fame
Same bullshort, I put on my plate
With the same motherfuckers, wanna smile at my face
Know I shit y'all, I'm on a train
Gotta [G] fix y'all, in my day
Everybody throw smoke till the river shade
Holdin' when I put some gold in your glass, I'll [C#m] break off
And you can't imagine my [F#m] pain
_ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ [C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a [F#m] nice man
_ [A] With a bullet, got a mind [G#] _ game
_ [C#m] _
_ _ [F#m] I'm a _ _ [A] bully, got a mind game
Took a chance, but you a [G#] guess, I'm not that wise
[A]
Staring in the mirror at the men I despise
Talkin' to my friends, [D#m] it's more my self than us
[C#m] Why you feelin' I do my [F#m] thing?
_ _ [A] Talkin' time, I don't need my [G#] fame
_ _ [C#m] Loaded pistol, I'm a nice [F#m] man
With [A] a bullet, got a mind [G#] game
Oh yeah, yeah
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [N] _