Tom : A A E B D A E D E Verso 1 A E B D It was the summer of 95 (so what) in the backyard shaving the old piles A E B D feeling so strong something went wrong into my finger what a stinger it was so long. A E B D A I still remember that day like the day that i said "i swear ill never hurt myself again" A E B D but it seems im deemed to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong so ive gotta keep holding on... they always played a slow song. refrao A E B D When they come for me ill be sitting at my desk with a gun in my hand wearing a bulletproof A E B D vest singing my my my how the time does fly when you know your gonna die by the end of the night. A D A E Verse 2: I still remember when we were young and fragile then. No one gave a sh*t about us because times were tougher then. Feeling so good, cruising the hood; straight into the real world, rich kids never understood. But I don't care. I can fade away to anywhere. Don't stop because you might get dropped and if you do who's going to pick you up. Well I won't... they always played a slow song.
Acordes usados nesta cifra
Posições de referência no violão para os acordes que aparecem nesta versão.
Quer gerar a cifra de outra música?
Envie um áudio ou cole o link da música. O CifraAgora prepara uma cifra editável com letra, tom, BPM e acordes para você estudar, ajustar e salvar.
Gerar cifra por áudio ou linkDisponível no acervo colaborativo CifraAgora · sujeita a revisão da comunidade. O CifraAgora oferece recursos para organizar e preparar cifras e permite que leitores revisem, editem e confirmem resultados. Direitos sobre composição e letra pertencem aos respectivos titulares.
Política de direitos autorais · Termos de contribuição · Solicitar análise/remoção desta obra
