Nichilismo Chords by Mezzosangue
Tempo:
88.1 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F
Fm
A#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] When I realise [Gm] completely [D#] that all the [F] theories, the beliefs, the [E] dogmas, the nationalisms
are [F] illusory, the very [A#m] realisation that they are [Fm] false [C#] is the action of intelligence.
[Fm]
[C#] [Fm]
[D#] [G#]
[F] [C#]
[Fm] [C#]
[Fm] [C#]
[F] [C#]
[G] [N] [C#]
[F] [C#]
[Fm] My nemesis doesn't [C#] laugh because she knows that she can calm me down if I distract myself from [Fm] happy things.
I have nausea, I [C#] have my problems, I don't need to invent them anymore if I don't know how to deal with them.
[F] The fact is that the mind is a weapon, a weapon, and [C#] it seems to be unloaded before you learn to load it yourself.
[F] Look, mum, how I have fun [C#] with another cut that doesn't bother me.
You can look at me, [F] but you have to hurry because I bleed from a [C#] piece and I'm afraid of it.
Everything depends on me and that's why I don't [F] defend myself.
I know that I [C#] deserve it, I deserve the problem and the problem deserves [F] the truth.
But here the truth is called [C#] death and it's given to those who don't hold it.
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
are [F] illusory, the very [A#m] realisation that they are [Fm] false [C#] is the action of intelligence.
[Fm]
[C#] [Fm]
[D#] [G#]
[F] [C#]
[Fm] [C#]
[Fm] [C#]
[F] [C#]
[G] [N] [C#]
[F] [C#]
[Fm] My nemesis doesn't [C#] laugh because she knows that she can calm me down if I distract myself from [Fm] happy things.
I have nausea, I [C#] have my problems, I don't need to invent them anymore if I don't know how to deal with them.
[F] The fact is that the mind is a weapon, a weapon, and [C#] it seems to be unloaded before you learn to load it yourself.
[F] Look, mum, how I have fun [C#] with another cut that doesn't bother me.
You can look at me, [F] but you have to hurry because I bleed from a [C#] piece and I'm afraid of it.
Everything depends on me and that's why I don't [F] defend myself.
I know that I [C#] deserve it, I deserve the problem and the problem deserves [F] the truth.
But here the truth is called [C#] death and it's given to those who don't hold it.
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
[A#m] [G#]
Key:
C#
F
Fm
A#m
G#
C#
F
Fm
[E] When I realise [Gm] completely [D#] that all the [F] theories, the beliefs, the [E] dogmas, the nationalisms
are [F] illusory, the very [A#m] realisation that they are [Fm] false _ _ [C#] is the action of intelligence.
_ [Fm] _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [N] _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ My nemesis doesn't [C#] laugh because she knows that she can calm me down if I distract myself from [Fm] happy things.
I have nausea, I [C#] have my problems, I don't need to invent them anymore if I don't know how to deal with them.
[F] The fact is that the mind is a weapon, a weapon, and [C#] it seems to be unloaded before you learn to load it yourself.
[F] Look, mum, how I have fun [C#] with another cut that doesn't bother me.
You can look at me, [F] but you have to hurry because I bleed from a [C#] piece and I'm afraid of it.
Everything depends on me and that's why I don't [F] defend myself.
I know that I [C#] deserve it, I deserve the problem and the problem deserves [F] the truth.
But here the truth is called [C#] death and it's given to those who don't hold it.
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
are [F] illusory, the very [A#m] realisation that they are [Fm] false _ _ [C#] is the action of intelligence.
_ [Fm] _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [N] _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ My nemesis doesn't [C#] laugh because she knows that she can calm me down if I distract myself from [Fm] happy things.
I have nausea, I [C#] have my problems, I don't need to invent them anymore if I don't know how to deal with them.
[F] The fact is that the mind is a weapon, a weapon, and [C#] it seems to be unloaded before you learn to load it yourself.
[F] Look, mum, how I have fun [C#] with another cut that doesn't bother me.
You can look at me, [F] but you have to hurry because I bleed from a [C#] piece and I'm afraid of it.
Everything depends on me and that's why I don't [F] defend myself.
I know that I [C#] deserve it, I deserve the problem and the problem deserves [F] the truth.
But here the truth is called [C#] death and it's given to those who don't hold it.
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
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