Bad Suns – Salt (Guitar)
Key
-
Versions
(4)
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Intro]
Ab Ab
[Verse 1]
Cm Bb Stuck inside of the wrong frame Eb Ab I don't feel attached to this name Cm Bb My body, I must reclaim Eb Ab With different eyes and no shame
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cm Eb Ab Try, try to just hear me out Cm Eb Don't ask why, why Ab Cm Eb But I'm taking this route, it's alright, right? Ab Cm Eb Ab That's what I tell myself, but I don't know, no
[Chorus]
Cm Ab So I ran 'til I couldn't Cm Ab And I screamed 'til my voice was gone Cm Ab Cm I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why Ab But these memories are nothing to me, just salt
[Verse 2]
Cm Bb Look in the mirror and tell me Eb Ab What it is like to be free Cm Bb How do I grasp reality Eb Ab When I don't have an identity?
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Cm Eb Ab Who, who can I look to? Cm Eb Cause I'm not like you, you Ab Cm Eb And I don't believe in the truth, truth Ab Cm Eb Ab Cause all of my life's built on lies
[Chorus]
Cm Ab So I ran 'til I couldn't Cm Ab And I screamed 'til my voice was gone Cm Ab Cm I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why Ab But these memories are nothing to me, just salt
[Bridge]
Cm Eb Ab I know what you're implying Cm Ab I'm trying to get my feet off the ground Cm Eb Ab Cm I know, I know, I'm trying, I'm trying Ab These memories are nothing to me, just salt
[Interlude]
Cm Eb Ab
Cm Eb Ab
Cm Eb Ab
Cm Eb
[Verse 3]
Cm Bb Stuck inside of the wrong frame Eb Ab I don't feel attached to this name Cm Bb How do I grasp reality Eb Ab When I don't have an identity?
[Pre-Chorus 3]
Cm Eb Ab Who, who can I look to? Cm Eb Cause I'm not like you, you Ab Cm Eb And I don't believe in the truth, truth Ab Cm Eb Ab Cause all of my life's built on lies, lies, whoo!
[Chorus]
Cm Ab So I ran 'til I couldn't Cm Ab And I screamed 'til my voice was gone Cm Ab Cm Ab I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why Cm Ab Yeah, I ran 'til I couldn't Cm Ab And I screamed 'til my voice was gone Cm Ab I believed what I shouldn't have, Cm Ab I'm trying to get my feet off the ground Ab But these memories are nothing to me, just salt in the wound