Misc Mashups – Twenty One Pilots - Scaled And Icy Mashup (Guitar)

C*  Bm* Am*
I'm al-right

C*  Bm* Am*
I'm al-right

             C*  Bm* Am*
I think that I'm al-right

            G   C#m  C
It's a good day

            Em C    Em C
We come for you, no chances

            Em C    Em C
We come for you, no chances

C                            G
Mm, ba-da-dum, ba-da-dum-bum

             Em      D
We got people on the way

                        D
We want you home in one piece now (Run away, run away)

E     D                          A
Oh-oh-oh, they're trying hard to weaponize

       E
You and I, we'll never take it

E     D                        A
Oh-oh-oh, they're asking for a second try

        E
You and I will never take it

G                    Bm      A
 Welcome to Mulberry Street, yeah

   G                   D        A
So move out of our way, we're pushing sideways

G                         Bm   A
 Keep sidewalk under your feet

A#m                G#
Catch me floatin' circles in my fishbowl

A#m
Keep things fresh

Fm  A#m
She said that I should change my clothes

A#m
I exaggerate the life we used to know, oh, oh

     C#m                E
I am Megatron, cogs I'm steppin' on

                F#                 B
Then the little cogs get together, start a renaissance

          C#m            E
Switch it up on me, fuel efficiency

   F#                   B
On fumes, I am runnin', runnin', runnin'

      Bm       F#m
And I know that we just met

F#m
But could you take me everywhere you've ever been?

  Am                   B*
I wanna see it all, no surprises

           C
You should bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

        C             G
Yeah, I told you all along

        Em                  D
Runnin' away don't make you wrong

           C
Before you bounce, bounce, bounce, man

B                       Em
Come to the house, man, we'll sing one more song

G         F
Don't you shy away

Dm
Manifest a ceiling

         Am
When you shy away

G
Searchin' for that feelin'

          F
Just like an "I love you" (Ooh, ooh)

Dm
That isn't words (Ooh, ooh)

Am                   G
Like a song he wrote that's never heard

G           D
I know it's over

C
I was born a choker

G                   D
Nobody's comin' for me

         G#m
With the bells and the whistles scaled back

                C#m
Like an isolated track

                                         G#m
And he feels trapped when he's not inebriated

                                                 C#m
Fair to say he's fairly sedated most days of the week

                E*
I don't want to go like this

         C#m*
At least let me clean my room

                G#m*
I don't want to leave like this

           F#*
'Cause the last thing I want to do is

E*                             C#m*
Make my people make decisions, wondering what to do, oh

G#m*
Should they keep it on display

F#*
Or redecorate?