Chords for The Flatliners - "Monumental" (Acoustic) | No Future
Tempo:
163 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Gm
Bb
F
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] [C] Hello, sir.
[Bb] I'm here to help.
You may not have to come back until July 30th.
What?
[Eb]
[G] [F]
[Eb] Ever since I pulled [Bb] over, I've been looking for you in the strangest [Eb] places.
With desperation [Bb] painted on my face and shaking [A] as I [Gm] check the free car window in [Eb] the parking lot.
I'm swallowing these [Cm] ashes, oh, [Gm] know that soon I'll be [Eb] on route to the hospital.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till the [Gm] tires start to crawl.
[Eb] I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F]
is monumental.
[Eb] Getting high in a borrowed [Bb] car and deciding the songs that got me [Eb] this far into my own head.
[Bb] Just think of that ass, I ain't speaking [Cm] of this.
Put on [Gm] a pair of [Eb] sunglasses, that's a February [Ab] crate.
Into everything [Gm] yellow, you'll always want to see [Eb] as much of the sky.
As much of the sky as possible.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it all, [Eb] till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F] is monumental.
[Eb] I'm [Bb] not paying it [Eb] off, [Gm] these tires freeze down too.
[Eb] But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [Gm] this bitch
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] Treat the world with a poker face, empty bottles in our [Bb] heads.
And homes suspecting our own [Eb] head.
All of us young lives made of penny stick.
You can sleep at night and dream [Bb] about never turning [Gm] old and gray.
Catching [F] my breath now, see [Gm] there's a useless [F] ass airplane [Ab] conversation.
Cause [Gm] I ain't Joe [Eb] Tora, or Mastracum.
You think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] I feel [Bb] no pain at [Eb] all, [Am] these [Gm] tires freeze down too.
[Eb] But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [C] [Gm] this bitch [F] is monumental.
[Gm] My skin [F] is searing from [Ab] the sea, [Gm] I see it [G] surrounding [Eb] us.
[Bb]
[N]
[Bb] I'm here to help.
You may not have to come back until July 30th.
What?
[Eb]
[G] [F]
[Eb] Ever since I pulled [Bb] over, I've been looking for you in the strangest [Eb] places.
With desperation [Bb] painted on my face and shaking [A] as I [Gm] check the free car window in [Eb] the parking lot.
I'm swallowing these [Cm] ashes, oh, [Gm] know that soon I'll be [Eb] on route to the hospital.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till the [Gm] tires start to crawl.
[Eb] I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F]
is monumental.
[Eb] Getting high in a borrowed [Bb] car and deciding the songs that got me [Eb] this far into my own head.
[Bb] Just think of that ass, I ain't speaking [Cm] of this.
Put on [Gm] a pair of [Eb] sunglasses, that's a February [Ab] crate.
Into everything [Gm] yellow, you'll always want to see [Eb] as much of the sky.
As much of the sky as possible.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it all, [Eb] till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F] is monumental.
[Eb] I'm [Bb] not paying it [Eb] off, [Gm] these tires freeze down too.
[Eb] But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [Gm] this bitch
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] Treat the world with a poker face, empty bottles in our [Bb] heads.
And homes suspecting our own [Eb] head.
All of us young lives made of penny stick.
You can sleep at night and dream [Bb] about never turning [Gm] old and gray.
Catching [F] my breath now, see [Gm] there's a useless [F] ass airplane [Ab] conversation.
Cause [Gm] I ain't Joe [Eb] Tora, or Mastracum.
You think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] I feel [Bb] no pain at [Eb] all, [Am] these [Gm] tires freeze down too.
[Eb] But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [C] [Gm] this bitch [F] is monumental.
[Gm] My skin [F] is searing from [Ab] the sea, [Gm] I see it [G] surrounding [Eb] us.
[Bb]
[N]
Key:
Eb
Gm
Bb
F
Ab
Eb
Gm
Bb
[E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ Hello, _ sir.
_ [Bb] I'm here to help.
You may not have to come back until July 30th.
_ _ _ _ _ _ What?
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Ever since I pulled [Bb] over, I've been looking for you in the strangest _ [Eb] places.
With _ desperation [Bb] painted on my face and shaking [A] as I [Gm] check the free car window in [Eb] the parking lot.
I'm swallowing these [Cm] ashes, oh, [Gm] know that soon I'll be [Eb] on route to the hospital.
_ Whoa, _ you think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till the [Gm] tires start to crawl.
_ [Eb] _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch _ [F]
is monumental.
_ [Eb] _ Getting high in a borrowed [Bb] car and deciding the songs that got me [Eb] this far into my own head.
_ [Bb] _ Just think of that ass, I ain't speaking [Cm] of this.
Put on [Gm] a pair of [Eb] sunglasses, _ _ that's a February _ [Ab] crate. _
Into everything [Gm] yellow, _ you'll always want to see [Eb] as much of the sky.
_ _ _ As much of the sky as possible.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it all, [Eb] _ till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F] is _ monumental.
[Eb] _ I'm [Bb] not paying it _ [Eb] off, [Gm] these tires freeze down too.
[Eb] _ _ But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [Gm] this bitch _
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] _ Treat the world with a poker face, empty bottles in our [Bb] heads.
And homes _ suspecting our own [Eb] head.
All of us young lives made of penny stick.
You can sleep at night and dream [Bb] about never turning [Gm] old and gray.
_ Catching [F] my breath now, see [Gm] there's a useless [F] ass airplane _ [Ab] _ conversation.
Cause [Gm] I ain't Joe [Eb] Tora, or _ _ Mastracum.
_ _ You think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, _ till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch _
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] _ I feel [Bb] no pain at _ [Eb] all, [Am] these [Gm] tires freeze down too.
[Eb] _ But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [C] [Gm] this bitch [F] is _ monumental.
[Gm] My skin [F] is searing from [Ab] the sea, [Gm] I see it [G] surrounding [Eb] us. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] I'm here to help.
You may not have to come back until July 30th.
_ _ _ _ _ _ What?
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ Ever since I pulled [Bb] over, I've been looking for you in the strangest _ [Eb] places.
With _ desperation [Bb] painted on my face and shaking [A] as I [Gm] check the free car window in [Eb] the parking lot.
I'm swallowing these [Cm] ashes, oh, [Gm] know that soon I'll be [Eb] on route to the hospital.
_ Whoa, _ you think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, till the [Gm] tires start to crawl.
_ [Eb] _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch _ [F]
is monumental.
_ [Eb] _ Getting high in a borrowed [Bb] car and deciding the songs that got me [Eb] this far into my own head.
_ [Bb] _ Just think of that ass, I ain't speaking [Cm] of this.
Put on [Gm] a pair of [Eb] sunglasses, _ _ that's a February _ [Ab] crate. _
Into everything [Gm] yellow, _ you'll always want to see [Eb] as much of the sky.
_ _ _ As much of the sky as possible.
Whoa, you think [Bb] I've got it all, [Eb] _ till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch [F] is _ monumental.
[Eb] _ I'm [Bb] not paying it _ [Eb] off, [Gm] these tires freeze down too.
[Eb] _ _ But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [Gm] this bitch _
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] _ Treat the world with a poker face, empty bottles in our [Bb] heads.
And homes _ suspecting our own [Eb] head.
All of us young lives made of penny stick.
You can sleep at night and dream [Bb] about never turning [Gm] old and gray.
_ Catching [F] my breath now, see [Gm] there's a useless [F] ass airplane _ [Ab] _ conversation.
Cause [Gm] I ain't Joe [Eb] Tora, or _ _ Mastracum.
_ _ You think [Bb] I've got it [Eb] all, _ till [Gm] the tires start to crawl.
[Eb] Whoa, _ I'm [Bb] asleep at the wheel, [Gm] this bitch _
[F] is monumental.
[Eb] _ I feel [Bb] no pain at _ [Eb] all, [Am] these [Gm] tires freeze down too.
[Eb] _ But [Bb] sleeping in the wall, [C] [Gm] this bitch [F] is _ monumental.
[Gm] My skin [F] is searing from [Ab] the sea, [Gm] I see it [G] surrounding [Eb] us. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _