Kyu-kurarin (English Cover) 【Will Stetson】 「きゅうくらりん」 Chords

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[G#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#m] _
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[C#m] _ _ [Am] I [G#m] don't think loud I [C#m] wear a bow, [F#m] glad that time is [B] ticking down.
[A] Surely, surely [G#] staring back at me, [C#m] me and the clock is ticking [F#] by the [C#m] way.
Please don't [G#m] fail I wear a [Gm] bow, [F#m] glad that [E] everything's simmering down.
[F#m] Think of _ [G#m] _ _
[A] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [F] _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [F#] _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _
[E] _ _ _ _ baking [F#m] flowers when we breathe, me and the heat [G#m] is burning through the piece.
I can [A] never retreat, a cause [F#] to [G#] be, or to get [E] off the beat.
All I [F#] need will be, _ _ [F] therapies, [E] and a pathogen.
Don't think [F#m] loud I wear a [G#m] bow, glad that [A] time is ticking [G#] down.
Backing [C#m] off, I've got no way to leave, see [F] that I'm on the way.
[E] Machine, clarity, [F#m] and find [G#m] me, birth pain, [A] joy, or pain.
[G#] Feeling, spread, and [C#m] the near, it's only how we breathe.
And why do things get [D] drippity, horribly hard [E] just managing.
Ha, [G#m] do you see the truth of [C#m] the act?
I've got to [Am] move the same exact, [G#m] I'll smile, thinking [C#m] again this time.
[F#m] All that I know, [B] the lies leave my [F#m] side.
I wish for a future [G#] so clear and bright, [C#m] while feeling ever more [F#] meaning [C#m] in life.
[G#m] And now I cry, [Gm] but couldn't wait [F#m] to scream, my heart [Am] used to [E] beat [F#m] fast.
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[B] _ _ [F#m] _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Dm] _ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [F#m] _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ [C#] Ah, surely there's a [F] sky for us [A#m] when we die, [F#m] _ _ [G#] alive and [A#] shining and pretty like.
[D#m] _ _ [G#] _ [F#] I never [F] wanted just to run [Fm] away, sure these things [D#] always fall all in [C#] place.
But I ain't nothing more than a [D#m] fleck into my [C#] heart, a piece of [D#m] you.
So [G#] it seems, [C#] things are moving in around [G#m] me.
And then the [E] flowers grow, they slowly [B] wither.
So future is a filthy, [Am] repulsive thing, innocent, [F] sweet, or odd.
Let [Dm] me turn into [A] a [Dm] coaster, stop, [A#m] stop it, and erase the [Am] burden I cry.
You're [Dm] feeding back from my [Gm] head, noise, and the [C] static sound is all that's [A#] left.
I'll never [A] vanish from the loneliness, [Dm] if you [G] discover what I'm having is [A#] this.
[C] Ah, the world, let's see the [G] rising of me, I'll [F] never see it.
Ah, I'll [A] find a way to keep on [Dm] going.
Ah, [A#m] pain is never stopping, it's [Am] flowing, even [Dm] when it's always been [Gm] bad.
So I'll just [C] defend it for your loneliness, [Gm] and you may be the [A] kindest that I've ever [Dm] known.
If I cry, I [G] know you won't be there, but [A#] I'll go to [C] find you.
And more surely, [Dm] that kind of [G] dream, my [C] heart [F] escapes from the breeze. _ _