Metallic Taste Chords by Show Me The Body
Tempo:
111.9 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
D
Bm
F#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
[F#] [F#m]
[D] [F#] Bout [A#] town burned down out of [Em] sight
New rent [B] gets spent, no wrong or [A#] right
Roll around the blue lights, you could see
Melting ice, neighbors found him leaking out the other night
[F#] [F#m] Could've hit him when he tried to [Gm] write
[F#] [F#m] Eat Billy Club or the lead [G] pie
Grow [F#m] out on the East, live to eat and [G] fall
New [A] design, that stairs that get me up at [G] night
Tryna roll away, new space, new blade
It's the same thing, happen like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on this [B] next wave, [F#m] the next blade
Put in, [Bm] metallic tanks, [F#m] metallic range
That MP, that [Bm] is the game
[F#m] But shit has changed, I can't dig right [B] in, straight to [F#m] grave
They got me [D] thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
And I'm [B] leaning with the blade again
Stuck losing [E] friends, both teeth sinking [D] in
My dad said, [Bm] shit is bad, don't get better than shit
Then he probably writes that and keeps him up at night
Bumpered [Em] in the ash, I hopped a greenhorn
[Bm] I cut both hands and they [G] still sore
From rolling through this moss
With two hard arms and a bloody pause
Coming out the dark [D] floor
I'm [Bm]
[F#] tryna roll away, new space, [A#] new blade
It's the same [D] thing, happen [C#] like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on [F#m]
this next wave, the next [G] blade
[F#m] Put in, metallic tanks, metallic range
That MP, that is the game
But shit has changed, I can't dig right in, [C#] straight to grave
[F#m] They got me thinking bout my [F#] next wave
[D] And I'm leaning with the [F#m] blade again
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] They got [D] me thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
[F#m]
Sorry, [D] shining in, it's [F#m] always by your end
[G] They're not sharpening
[F#m] [C#] Sorry, shining in, it's always by your end
Got me thinking bout my next wave
It's always by your end, they're not sharpening
Sorry, shining in
[F#]
[F#] [F#m]
[D] [F#] Bout [A#] town burned down out of [Em] sight
New rent [B] gets spent, no wrong or [A#] right
Roll around the blue lights, you could see
Melting ice, neighbors found him leaking out the other night
[F#] [F#m] Could've hit him when he tried to [Gm] write
[F#] [F#m] Eat Billy Club or the lead [G] pie
Grow [F#m] out on the East, live to eat and [G] fall
New [A] design, that stairs that get me up at [G] night
Tryna roll away, new space, new blade
It's the same thing, happen like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on this [B] next wave, [F#m] the next blade
Put in, [Bm] metallic tanks, [F#m] metallic range
That MP, that [Bm] is the game
[F#m] But shit has changed, I can't dig right [B] in, straight to [F#m] grave
They got me [D] thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
And I'm [B] leaning with the blade again
Stuck losing [E] friends, both teeth sinking [D] in
My dad said, [Bm] shit is bad, don't get better than shit
Then he probably writes that and keeps him up at night
Bumpered [Em] in the ash, I hopped a greenhorn
[Bm] I cut both hands and they [G] still sore
From rolling through this moss
With two hard arms and a bloody pause
Coming out the dark [D] floor
I'm [Bm]
[F#] tryna roll away, new space, [A#] new blade
It's the same [D] thing, happen [C#] like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on [F#m]
this next wave, the next [G] blade
[F#m] Put in, metallic tanks, metallic range
That MP, that is the game
But shit has changed, I can't dig right in, [C#] straight to grave
[F#m] They got me thinking bout my [F#] next wave
[D] And I'm leaning with the [F#m] blade again
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] They got [D] me thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
[F#m]
Sorry, [D] shining in, it's [F#m] always by your end
[G] They're not sharpening
[F#m] [C#] Sorry, shining in, it's always by your end
Got me thinking bout my next wave
It's always by your end, they're not sharpening
Sorry, shining in
[F#]
Key:
F#m
D
Bm
F#
G
F#m
D
Bm
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [F#] Bout [A#] town burned down out of [Em] sight
New rent [B] gets spent, no wrong or [A#] right _
Roll around the blue lights, you could see
Melting ice, neighbors found him leaking out the other night
[F#] _ _ [F#m] _ Could've hit him when he tried to [Gm] write
[F#] _ [F#m] Eat Billy Club or the lead [G] pie
Grow [F#m] out on the East, live to eat and [G] fall
New [A] design, that stairs that get me up at [G] night _ _
_ _ _ Tryna roll away, new space, new blade
It's the same thing, _ happen like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on this [B] next wave, [F#m] the next blade
Put in, [Bm] metallic tanks, [F#m] metallic range
That MP, that [Bm] is the game
[F#m] But shit has changed, I can't dig right [B] in, straight to [F#m] grave
_ They got me [D] thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
And I'm [B] leaning with the blade again
Stuck losing [E] friends, both teeth sinking [D] in
My dad said, [Bm] shit is bad, don't get better than shit
Then he probably writes that and keeps him up at night
_ Bumpered [Em] in the ash, I hopped a greenhorn
[Bm] I cut both hands and they [G] still sore
From rolling through this moss
With two hard arms and a bloody pause
Coming out the dark [D] floor
I'm _ [Bm] _ _
[F#] tryna roll _ away, new space, [A#] new blade
It's the same [D] thing, _ happen [C#] like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on _ [F#m] _ _
this next wave, the next [G] blade
_ [F#m] Put in, metallic tanks, metallic range
That MP, that is the game
But shit has changed, I can't dig right in, [C#] straight to grave _
[F#m] They got me thinking bout my [F#] next wave
[D] And I'm leaning with the [F#m] blade again
[Bm] _ [F#m] _ _
[D] They got [D] me thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
[F#m]
Sorry, [D] shining in, it's [F#m] always by your end
[G] They're not sharpening
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] Sorry, shining in, it's always by your end _ _
_ _ Got me thinking bout my next wave
It's always by your end, they're not sharpening
Sorry, shining in
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [F#] Bout [A#] town burned down out of [Em] sight
New rent [B] gets spent, no wrong or [A#] right _
Roll around the blue lights, you could see
Melting ice, neighbors found him leaking out the other night
[F#] _ _ [F#m] _ Could've hit him when he tried to [Gm] write
[F#] _ [F#m] Eat Billy Club or the lead [G] pie
Grow [F#m] out on the East, live to eat and [G] fall
New [A] design, that stairs that get me up at [G] night _ _
_ _ _ Tryna roll away, new space, new blade
It's the same thing, _ happen like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on this [B] next wave, [F#m] the next blade
Put in, [Bm] metallic tanks, [F#m] metallic range
That MP, that [Bm] is the game
[F#m] But shit has changed, I can't dig right [B] in, straight to [F#m] grave
_ They got me [D] thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
And I'm [B] leaning with the blade again
Stuck losing [E] friends, both teeth sinking [D] in
My dad said, [Bm] shit is bad, don't get better than shit
Then he probably writes that and keeps him up at night
_ Bumpered [Em] in the ash, I hopped a greenhorn
[Bm] I cut both hands and they [G] still sore
From rolling through this moss
With two hard arms and a bloody pause
Coming out the dark [D] floor
I'm _ [Bm] _ _
[F#] tryna roll _ away, new space, [A#] new blade
It's the same [D] thing, _ happen [C#] like it did
Out in Rockaway, I still see when I hit the grave
Sailors moving on _ [F#m] _ _
this next wave, the next [G] blade
_ [F#m] Put in, metallic tanks, metallic range
That MP, that is the game
But shit has changed, I can't dig right in, [C#] straight to grave _
[F#m] They got me thinking bout my [F#] next wave
[D] And I'm leaning with the [F#m] blade again
[Bm] _ [F#m] _ _
[D] They got [D] me thinking bout my next [Bm] wave
[F#m]
Sorry, [D] shining in, it's [F#m] always by your end
[G] They're not sharpening
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] Sorry, shining in, it's always by your end _ _
_ _ Got me thinking bout my next wave
It's always by your end, they're not sharpening
Sorry, shining in
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _