Twenty One Pilots - Guns For Hands, аккорды

Intro: 
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B
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Verse 1:
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I know what you think in the morning,
 
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When the sun shines on the ground,
D#m
      
B
                 
And shows what you have done,
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C#
 
It shows where your mind has gone.
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And you swear to your parents, 
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That it will never happen again,
D#m
    
B
       
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C#
I know, I know, what that means, I know.

Pre-Chorus:
B
           
F#
         
That you all have guns, 
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And you never put the safety on.
G#m
         
F#
         
C#
And you all have plans, to take it, 
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To take it, don't take it, take it, take it.

Chorus:
F#
                              
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
C#
                           
D#m
 
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
            
B
            
But I can't, but I can't,
         
F#
       
C#
 
When you all have guns for hands.
F#
                              
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
C#
                           
D#m
 
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
            
B
            
But I can't, but I can't,
         
F#
       
C#
 
When you all have guns for hands.

Verse 2:
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Let's take this a second at a time.
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Let's take this one song, this one rhyme.
D#m
       
B
             
F#
        
C#
Together, let's breathe. Together, to the beat.
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C#
But there's hope out the window, so that's where we'll go.
D#m
        
B
                  
F#
   
Let's Go outside and all join hands 
                      
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But until then you'll never understand.

Pre-Chorus:
B
           
F#
         
That you all have guns,
C#
 
And you never put the safety on.
G#m
         
F#
         
C#
And you all have plans, to take it,
C#
 
To take it, don't take it, take it, take it.

Chorus:
F#
                              
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
C#
                           
D#m
 
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
            
B
             
But I can't, but I can't, 
        
F#
       
C#
           
D#m
When you all have guns for hands.

Rap:
D#m
 
B
 
We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs 
F#
 
C#
for ammunition. I must forewarn you of my disorder, my condition.
D#m
 
B
'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested 
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C#
interest, interested in putting my fingers to my head.
D#m
 
B
The solution is I see a whole room of these mutant kids, 
F#
 
C#
fused at the wrist I simply tell them they should shoot at this.
D#m
 
B
Simply suggest my chest and this confused music is obviously 
F#
 
C#
best for them to turn their guns to a fist.

Bridge: 
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D#m
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B
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Chorus:
F#
                              
C#
                           
D#m
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
            
B
                     
F#
       
C#
But I can't, but I can't, when you all have guns for hands.
F#
                              
C#
                           
D#m
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep.
            
B
                     
F#
       
C#
But I can't, but I can't, when you all have guns for hands.