Chords for Wherever It Takes Us
Tempo:
102.9 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Gm
F
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[Bb]
Weaving from car to car, checking the doors, leaving bloody handprints on the paintwork.
All locked.
Shots.
Drops to her knees, gasping, wheezing, can't breathe.
Gas marks leaking.
Acrid smoke.
Pain.
Slips on fire.
She flaps the bill.
One wringing wrist, strapped, flapping, beat the embers out.
From her crouch, tries another handle.
A boat can't [Bbm] yank.
Unlocked.
She scrambles in.
[Bb] Slams the door shut.
Ducks [Eb] down.
[Bb] Peace.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [F] wherever it takes [Bb] us.
Cry.
She strips up a slip, bloodied heavy with blood.
Tosses it on the pink leather backseat.
Smoke coils out of a zigzag cut on her palm.
She sucks on it.
Metallic taste.
Underneath the jagged flap of skin, rusts of DNA online.
Uncoiling.
Disappear.
Float away.
An upgrade, she laughs.
Words pour out of her mouth, bubblegum, like, like, like hieroglyphs.
By luminescent, opaque shapes, we're on the Pontiac.
And here it is.
Here it is.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [C] in wherever it takes us.
Cry.
[Bb]
[Eb]
[F] [Cm]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [C]
[Eb]
[G]
[Bb]
She's in the multiverse.
Connected lines overlapping like foreign mirrors.
Lives lift and shed, lift and shed.
Effecting her now.
Gigabytes of history, like a [Bbm] map.
Ancient cultures, where men sit around the front [Bb] singing,
whilst the women bring the children in.
She strips off her skin suit.
It puddles at her feet like broadcast.
Every cell illuminates and expands, spools forwards, melting, absorbing into a, into code, light.
She dives in, [Bb] illumination, and here it is.
Here it is.
She's made of stars.
[Gm] We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [Eb] wherever it [Bb] takes us, right?
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [Bb] in wherever it takes us, [Bb] right?
It breaks.
[C]
[Bb]
Weaving from car to car, checking the doors, leaving bloody handprints on the paintwork.
All locked.
Shots.
Drops to her knees, gasping, wheezing, can't breathe.
Gas marks leaking.
Acrid smoke.
Pain.
Slips on fire.
She flaps the bill.
One wringing wrist, strapped, flapping, beat the embers out.
From her crouch, tries another handle.
A boat can't [Bbm] yank.
Unlocked.
She scrambles in.
[Bb] Slams the door shut.
Ducks [Eb] down.
[Bb] Peace.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [F] wherever it takes [Bb] us.
Cry.
She strips up a slip, bloodied heavy with blood.
Tosses it on the pink leather backseat.
Smoke coils out of a zigzag cut on her palm.
She sucks on it.
Metallic taste.
Underneath the jagged flap of skin, rusts of DNA online.
Uncoiling.
Disappear.
Float away.
An upgrade, she laughs.
Words pour out of her mouth, bubblegum, like, like, like hieroglyphs.
By luminescent, opaque shapes, we're on the Pontiac.
And here it is.
Here it is.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [C] in wherever it takes us.
Cry.
[Bb]
[Eb]
[F] [Cm]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [C]
[Eb]
[G]
[Bb]
She's in the multiverse.
Connected lines overlapping like foreign mirrors.
Lives lift and shed, lift and shed.
Effecting her now.
Gigabytes of history, like a [Bbm] map.
Ancient cultures, where men sit around the front [Bb] singing,
whilst the women bring the children in.
She strips off her skin suit.
It puddles at her feet like broadcast.
Every cell illuminates and expands, spools forwards, melting, absorbing into a, into code, light.
She dives in, [Bb] illumination, and here it is.
Here it is.
She's made of stars.
[Gm] We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [Eb] wherever it [Bb] takes us, right?
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [Bb] in wherever it takes us, [Bb] right?
It breaks.
[C]
Key:
Bb
Eb
Gm
F
C
Bb
Eb
Gm
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Weaving from car to car, checking the doors, leaving bloody handprints on the paintwork.
All locked.
_ Shots.
Drops to her knees, gasping, wheezing, can't breathe.
Gas marks leaking.
Acrid smoke.
Pain.
_ _ Slips on fire.
She flaps the bill.
One wringing wrist, strapped, flapping, beat the embers out.
From her crouch, tries another handle.
A boat can't [Bbm] yank.
Unlocked.
She scrambles in.
[Bb] Slams the door shut.
Ducks [Eb] down.
[Bb] Peace.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [F] wherever it takes [Bb] us.
Cry. _ _ _ _
_ She strips up a slip, bloodied heavy with blood.
Tosses it on the pink leather backseat.
_ Smoke coils out of a zigzag cut on her palm.
She sucks on it.
Metallic taste.
Underneath the jagged flap of skin, rusts of DNA online.
Uncoiling.
Disappear.
Float away.
An upgrade, she laughs.
Words pour out of her mouth, bubblegum, like, like, like hieroglyphs.
By luminescent, opaque shapes, we're on the Pontiac.
And here it is.
Here it is.
_ We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [C] in wherever it takes us.
Cry. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
She's in the multiverse.
Connected lines overlapping like foreign mirrors.
Lives lift and shed, lift and shed.
Effecting her now.
_ Gigabytes of history, like a [Bbm] map.
Ancient cultures, where men sit around the front [Bb] singing,
whilst the women bring the children in.
She strips off her skin suit.
It puddles at her feet like broadcast.
Every cell illuminates and expands, spools forwards, melting, absorbing into a, into code, light.
She dives in, [Bb] illumination, and here it is.
Here it is.
She's made of stars.
[Gm] _ We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [Eb] wherever it [Bb] takes us, right? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [Bb] in wherever it takes us, [Bb] _ right? _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It breaks. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Weaving from car to car, checking the doors, leaving bloody handprints on the paintwork.
All locked.
_ Shots.
Drops to her knees, gasping, wheezing, can't breathe.
Gas marks leaking.
Acrid smoke.
Pain.
_ _ Slips on fire.
She flaps the bill.
One wringing wrist, strapped, flapping, beat the embers out.
From her crouch, tries another handle.
A boat can't [Bbm] yank.
Unlocked.
She scrambles in.
[Bb] Slams the door shut.
Ducks [Eb] down.
[Bb] Peace.
We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [F] wherever it takes [Bb] us.
Cry. _ _ _ _
_ She strips up a slip, bloodied heavy with blood.
Tosses it on the pink leather backseat.
_ Smoke coils out of a zigzag cut on her palm.
She sucks on it.
Metallic taste.
Underneath the jagged flap of skin, rusts of DNA online.
Uncoiling.
Disappear.
Float away.
An upgrade, she laughs.
Words pour out of her mouth, bubblegum, like, like, like hieroglyphs.
By luminescent, opaque shapes, we're on the Pontiac.
And here it is.
Here it is.
_ We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [C] in wherever it takes us.
Cry. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
She's in the multiverse.
Connected lines overlapping like foreign mirrors.
Lives lift and shed, lift and shed.
Effecting her now.
_ Gigabytes of history, like a [Bbm] map.
Ancient cultures, where men sit around the front [Bb] singing,
whilst the women bring the children in.
She strips off her skin suit.
It puddles at her feet like broadcast.
Every cell illuminates and expands, spools forwards, melting, absorbing into a, into code, light.
She dives in, [Bb] illumination, and here it is.
Here it is.
She's made of stars.
[Gm] _ We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all in [Eb] wherever it [Bb] takes us, right? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We're all in wherever it takes [Gm] us.
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes [Eb] us.
We're all [Bb] in wherever it takes us, [Bb] _ right? _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It breaks. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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