band : feeder
song : crash
album : polythene
i didn’t bother too much with the timings as it’s pretty simple . the bridge i just
put the chords as it’s easier .
enjoy!
intro & chorus :
| – – – – – – – – – |
| – 1 – – 1 – – – – |
| – 0 – – 0 – – 7 – |
| – 2 – – 0 – – 7 – |
| – 3 – – 2 – – 5 – |
| – – – – – – – – – |
main riff & verse :
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – 5 – 5 – – – – – 7 – 7 – |
| – 5 – 5 – 5 – 5 – 3 – 3 – 7 – 7 – |
| – 5 – 5 – 3 – 3 – 3 – 3 – 5 – 5 – |
| – 3 – 3 – – – – – 1 – 1 – – – – – |
bridge :
B – C – B – A – C
i put my best foot first & it got burned ,
communication always hurts ,
i got myself so deep inside a hole ,
i taste the air so thin as i get old .
( i don’t think so )
[ chorus ]
she’s my hands , she’s my hands .
picks me up when i crash down ,
build me wings so i can glide ,
she’s my novacaine ride .
( novacaine! )
pick up the pieces of my world ,
glue them together , i wish i could ,
i can’t believe it as the picture fades ,
just like a tv but the sound remains
( i don’t think so ) no ( i don’t think so )
[ chorus ]
[ bridge ]
feel it as i shake ,
shatter illusions fade ,
taste my bitter tears ,
cut my heart with shears .
i don’t think so , i don’t think so .
[ chorus ]
she’s my hands , she’s my hands ,
picks me up when i crash down .
band : feeder
song : crash
album : polythene
i didn’t bother too much with the timings as it’s pretty simple . the bridge i just
put the chords as it’s easier .
enjoy!
intro & chorus :
| – – – – – – – – – |
| – 1 – – 1 – – – – |
| – 0 – – 0 – – 7 – |
| – 2 – – 0 – – 7 – |
| – 3 – – 2 – – 5 – |
| – – – – – – – – – |
main riff & verse :
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
| – – – – – 5 – 5 – – – – – 7 – 7 – |
| – 5 – 5 – 5 – 5 – 3 – 3 – 7 – 7 – |
| – 5 – 5 – 3 – 3 – 3 – 3 – 5 – 5 – |
| – 3 – 3 – – – – – 1 – 1 – – – – – |
bridge :
B – C – B – A – C
i put my best foot first & it got burned ,
communication always hurts ,
i got myself so deep inside a hole ,
i taste the air so thin as i get old .
( i don’t think so )
[ chorus ]
she’s my hands , she’s my hands .
picks me up when i crash down ,
build me wings so i can glide ,
she’s my novacaine ride .
( novacaine! )
pick up the pieces of my world ,
glue them together , i wish i could ,
i can’t believe it as the picture fades ,
just like a tv but the sound remains
( i don’t think so ) no ( i don’t think so )
[ chorus ]
[ bridge ]
feel it as i shake ,
shatter illusions fade ,
taste my bitter tears ,
cut my heart with shears .
i don’t think so , i don’t think so .
[ chorus ]
she’s my hands , she’s my hands ,
picks me up when i crash down .
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