xBroken Bells - Trap Doors
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tabbed by Mckz
Intro
B D
e|-------------|-----------------|
B|------7---7--|-----7-----------|
G|------8--8-8-|-----7-----------| x3
D|---9----9----|---7-----7-4h7p7-|
A|-------------|-5-----5---------|
E|-7-----------|-----------------|
then
A G A E
e|-------------|-------------|--2-2-2-2-|--2-2-2-2-|
B|------5---5--|------3---3--|-0-0-0-0--|-0-0-0-0--|
G|------6--6-6-|------4--4-4-|----------|----------|
D|---7----7----|---5----5----|----------|----------|
A|-------------|-------------|-0~-------|----------|
E|-5-----------|-3-----------|----------|-0--------|
B D
Walk out before you make it worse on yourself
B D
Now's not the time for that elegant laugh
B D
Digress from the people once by your side
A
Once by your side
G
But now that it's over
A
You have to pick up
E
And just start again, start again
Falling to earth
And you're calling it out
You're burning yourself and your challenge to winter
Gotta clip the lines and move for yourself
Just move for yourself, love
Now that it's over
You have to pick up
And just watch your back, watch your back
Chorus:
B D B D
And close your eyes to run far, far
B D A G
Trap doors to endless fields of our young land, have we grown too tired
A E
In our land to fight
Chorus Lead Guitar:
"...to us" "...fire"
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B|-------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------4-------------------------|
D|-----0------0h2h4---------0------2h4p2-0---|
A|-2-0------------------2-0---------------2--|
E|-------------------------------------------|
e|--------------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------------------|
D|------4--4p2h4--4p2h4------------0h2--2-0---|
A|-2-0----------0---------2-0-2--2---------42-|
E|---------------------3----------------------|
Learned that in time
You want it to end
Your life at this temperature
Life under water
You gotta let these fools all trample themselves
They trample themselves, just dying to enter
You're preaching to the choir
So turn around, turn around
And close your eyes to run
Far, far
Trap doors to endless fields
Of our young land, have we grown too tired
In our land to fight
And close your eyes to run
Far, far
Trap doors to endless fields
Of our young land, have we grown too tired
In our land to fight
