Dark Days Chords by Yard Act
Tempo:
129 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
G
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
The truth was sold, that's where the trail does come.
My shoulders shudder at the thought of [G] popping my chest out as I walk home alone.
Under the arches, [Bm] there's this bloke with a car boot full of [G] stolen phones, knock-off
cologne and mint carcasses.
[E]
Limited condition for [D] selfages made.
I see arsonists with [Em] business [D] rates etched on the back of [G] empty-matched boxes [G#] and police
[E] officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes, wondering what all the
fuck [A] is about and what [C#] I'm looking at.
But if lots could kill, my [Em] vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin.
I'm not lazy, [G] I'm ambitious, just something I've no interest in.
At least when I meet my maker, I'll embrace all my mistakes as I descend into the bowels
of hell, the shit-eating grin [E] on my face.
[Am] Dark days.
It's a never-ending cycle of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[Dm] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's [Em] a never-ending [C] cycle of [E] abuse.
We're skeptic due to how the media have depicted you.
They'll get you to know you better, we clicked and so we stuck together.
Turn in the corner of the burning senate tower, those copper crockers stopped us and shook
us up and down with no ground to and no due process.
They started discussing whether to let us off for doing nothing or maybe pop us for
looking like we might be hiding something and radio forced in.
Funk fuck I bought you [D] enough [G] time not to get [A] shot.
Dark days.
It's the never-ending cycle of [C] abuse.
[A] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle of abuse.
Dark [Am] days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle [A] of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I [Am] can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose [Am] Darkstig
It's the never [A]-ending cycle of abuse
[F] [A]
[F#m] [Dm] [C]
[B] [A]
[D#] [E]
[C] [D] [E]
[A] Oh my god
Massaging [Am] is their priority because they're never half-made
Their hands are swirled
Hey, I'm gonna cry of [Dm] shame for this girl
Wanna climb the ladder of success on judgement [A] day
Take my advice and reinvent [B] the wheel [A] completely Believe me
Darkstig
[D] [A] Darkstig
[Em]
[D] [A] Darkstig
[N]
The truth was sold, that's where the trail does come.
My shoulders shudder at the thought of [G] popping my chest out as I walk home alone.
Under the arches, [Bm] there's this bloke with a car boot full of [G] stolen phones, knock-off
cologne and mint carcasses.
[E]
Limited condition for [D] selfages made.
I see arsonists with [Em] business [D] rates etched on the back of [G] empty-matched boxes [G#] and police
[E] officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes, wondering what all the
fuck [A] is about and what [C#] I'm looking at.
But if lots could kill, my [Em] vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin.
I'm not lazy, [G] I'm ambitious, just something I've no interest in.
At least when I meet my maker, I'll embrace all my mistakes as I descend into the bowels
of hell, the shit-eating grin [E] on my face.
[Am] Dark days.
It's a never-ending cycle of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[Dm] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's [Em] a never-ending [C] cycle of [E] abuse.
We're skeptic due to how the media have depicted you.
They'll get you to know you better, we clicked and so we stuck together.
Turn in the corner of the burning senate tower, those copper crockers stopped us and shook
us up and down with no ground to and no due process.
They started discussing whether to let us off for doing nothing or maybe pop us for
looking like we might be hiding something and radio forced in.
Funk fuck I bought you [D] enough [G] time not to get [A] shot.
Dark days.
It's the never-ending cycle of [C] abuse.
[A] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle of abuse.
Dark [Am] days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle [A] of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I [Am] can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose [Am] Darkstig
It's the never [A]-ending cycle of abuse
[F] [A]
[F#m] [Dm] [C]
[B] [A]
[D#] [E]
[C] [D] [E]
[A] Oh my god
Massaging [Am] is their priority because they're never half-made
Their hands are swirled
Hey, I'm gonna cry of [Dm] shame for this girl
Wanna climb the ladder of success on judgement [A] day
Take my advice and reinvent [B] the wheel [A] completely Believe me
Darkstig
[D] [A] Darkstig
[Em]
[D] [A] Darkstig
[N]
Key:
A
D
E
G
Am
A
D
E
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
The truth was sold, that's where the trail does come.
My shoulders shudder at the thought of [G] popping my chest out as I walk home alone.
Under the arches, [Bm] there's this bloke with a car boot full of [G] stolen phones, knock-off
cologne and mint carcasses.
[E]
Limited condition for [D] selfages made.
I see arsonists with [Em] business [D] rates etched on the back of [G] empty-matched boxes [G#] and police
[E] officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes, wondering what all the
fuck [A] is about and what [C#] I'm looking at.
But if lots could kill, my [Em] vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin.
I'm not lazy, [G] I'm ambitious, just something I've no interest in.
At least when I meet my maker, I'll embrace all my mistakes as I descend into the bowels
of hell, the shit-eating grin [E] on my face.
[Am] Dark days.
It's a never-ending cycle of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[Dm] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's [Em] a never-ending [C] cycle of [E] abuse. _
We're skeptic due to how the media have depicted you.
They'll get you to know you better, we clicked and so we stuck together.
Turn in the corner of the burning senate tower, those copper crockers stopped us and shook
us up and down with no ground to and no due process.
They started discussing whether to let us off for doing nothing or maybe pop us for
looking like we might be hiding something and radio forced in.
_ _ _ Funk fuck I bought you [D] enough [G] time not to get [A] shot.
Dark days.
It's the never-ending cycle of [C] abuse.
[A] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle of abuse.
Dark [Am] days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle [A] of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I [Am] can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose [Am] Darkstig
It's the never [A]-ending cycle of abuse _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D#] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] Oh my god
Massaging [Am] is their priority because they're never half-made
_ Their hands are swirled
Hey, I'm gonna cry of [Dm] shame for this girl
Wanna climb the ladder of success on judgement [A] day
Take my advice and reinvent [B] the wheel [A] completely Believe me _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Darkstig _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ Darkstig
[Em] _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ Darkstig _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
The truth was sold, that's where the trail does come.
My shoulders shudder at the thought of [G] popping my chest out as I walk home alone.
Under the arches, [Bm] there's this bloke with a car boot full of [G] stolen phones, knock-off
cologne and mint carcasses.
[E]
Limited condition for [D] selfages made.
I see arsonists with [Em] business [D] rates etched on the back of [G] empty-matched boxes [G#] and police
[E] officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes, wondering what all the
fuck [A] is about and what [C#] I'm looking at.
But if lots could kill, my [Em] vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin.
I'm not lazy, [G] I'm ambitious, just something I've no interest in.
At least when I meet my maker, I'll embrace all my mistakes as I descend into the bowels
of hell, the shit-eating grin [E] on my face.
[Am] Dark days.
It's a never-ending cycle of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[Dm] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's [Em] a never-ending [C] cycle of [E] abuse. _
We're skeptic due to how the media have depicted you.
They'll get you to know you better, we clicked and so we stuck together.
Turn in the corner of the burning senate tower, those copper crockers stopped us and shook
us up and down with no ground to and no due process.
They started discussing whether to let us off for doing nothing or maybe pop us for
looking like we might be hiding something and radio forced in.
_ _ _ Funk fuck I bought you [D] enough [G] time not to get [A] shot.
Dark days.
It's the never-ending cycle of [C] abuse.
[A] Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose.
[A] Dark days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle of abuse.
Dark [Am] days.
It's a never-ending [D] cycle [A] of abuse.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I [Am] can't shake them [Dm] loose.
Dark days.
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose [Am] Darkstig
It's the never [A]-ending cycle of abuse _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D#] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] Oh my god
Massaging [Am] is their priority because they're never half-made
_ Their hands are swirled
Hey, I'm gonna cry of [Dm] shame for this girl
Wanna climb the ladder of success on judgement [A] day
Take my advice and reinvent [B] the wheel [A] completely Believe me _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Darkstig _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ Darkstig
[Em] _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ Darkstig _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _