Mornings is feng tu: accordi di
Saint Alvia
Saint Alvia

N/A
Tonalità: B minor
Intro 1
Am
E
Am
E
Em
C
Am
Verse 1
Am
E
Woke up not home,
Am
alone again
My stains on my teeth,
lapsed to where I've been
Em
E
My head pounds, sounds restrained
Am
God knows I'm weak,
he knows I'm no saint
Dm
My crutch is familiar, oh so cliché
Am
E
I'll face Saint Peter
Esus4
with my head hung in shame
E
Am
Angels will fall in this battle for hell
E
Am
Bottles run dry as we dance kiss and tell
E
Am
The was something to say
E
I begged for forgiveness
Am
and she begged me to change
E
We're drinking each other and baby
I was born this way
Am
E
I'll be left here on the
Am
rapture's judging day
Dm
She started to cry,
D
Dm
said I love you so much
Am
E
Darling and even the
things we can't touch
Am
Angels will fall
In this battle for hell
E
Bottles run dry
Am
As we dance, and tell
C
G
We live for thirst offences
Am
Em
To hell with the consequences
F
C
We live with no regrets, no revision
F
C
Our mistakes, we make our decisions
G
It's all we got in the end
C
Am
C
Discord broke out
Em
Am
among the god s
C
Em
Though they were brothers, warring,
Am
jarring in the belly
C
Am
of the Atlantic.
Heaven shook and reeled
C
Am
with the surge of the dance.
Em
Am
Ab solute did not si lence the clamor.
Em
Am
Their behavior was loud, overbearing,
C
Dm
Em
and proud.
Am
Angels will fall
Em
Am
And it's a battle for hell
Em
Bottles run dry
C
Em
Am
As we dance, and tell
There's a picture of a smile
Em
C
Em
Am
Of a brown man brown
You
Am

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