Аккорды Bumpin Uglies - Hallucinations

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Verse:  C# - F - A#m - F# (G# before the chorus)
Chorus:   C# - F - C# - A#m - F#
          C# - F - D#m - F# - G#

Verse
Chorus
Verse
Chorus
Outro (Verse chords)

Intro: C# - F - A#m - F#

VERSE
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C#                                 F
Really not exceptional, pretty average I must say             
 A#m                                F#
My attentions always deficit but my life resides in the grey
C#                             F
I rarely follow through but my intentions they are pure
A#m                                 F#
I've had my heart broken and I've broken some before
 C#                              F
My friends are far from perfect but they back me in this war
 A#m                             F#
I may not always have a bed but I'll always have a floor
 C#                                F
Sometimes I try to predict how the future will unfold
 A#m                              G#
Then I realize I don't care, it'll be far more fun to behold
 
CHORUS
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C#                F    C#              A#m   F#
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
C#                      F      D#m           F#  G#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C#                F         C#             A#m   F#
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules
C#               F        D#m                  F#   G#      
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose

VERSE
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 C#                             F
Fighting my own inadequacies, they consume me I can not break free
A#m                               F#
My mom always told me to believe so I'll just breathe, wait and see
C#                                    F
Because there's always someone cooler, there is always someone better.
A#m                                 F#
Always gonna be a cat that makes a little bit more cheddar
C#                       F
But that's ok with me. That's just the way it is.
A#m                             F#
One day I will be dead and all this shit will be relative. 
C#                               F
Because a boy is born, grows into a man. Dreams are steeped on by anyone who can.
A#m                                G#  
I'm showing anyone my back hand. Fuck the naysayers I'm sticking to my plan

 CHORUS
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C#                F    C#              A#m   F#
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
C#                      F      D#m           F#  G#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C#                F         C#             A#m   F#
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules
C#               F        D#m                  F#   G#    C#
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose

F# - G# (plucked bass notes)
C# - F - A#m - F#

VERSE
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C#                             F
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
A#m                           F#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C#                            F
And I will play the game, though I hate all the rules
 A#m                        F#                                
Cause I----, I got nothing to lose
  C#                      F
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose
A#m                         F#
Nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose
C#                         F
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose
A#m                                       F#       G#  C#
Nothing nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose 
Музыка выражает то, что нельзя выразить словами и то, о чем нельзя молчать (Виктор Гюго)
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