Аккорды Maya Hawke - Mermaid Bar
[Intro] | E | F#m7 | A | | E | F#m7 | A | [Verse 1] E F#m7 There was no moon, black sky on the night A E I jumped from the bridge toward the river F#m7 I swear, I saw silver star light A E On the water's surface, a shimmer F#m7 Pounded the pulse, I couldn't finish A E Didn't hear a splash or feel the cold F#m7 Was full of bubbles for a minute A E Turned to ice, then cycloid scales of gold F#m7 Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no A E Turned to ice, then cycloid scales of gold F#m7 A Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no [Verse 2] E F#m7 My lungs deflated,my fingers weaved A E Ribs separated for gills to breath F#m7 Ran my tongue over my sharp new teeth A E Panicked, swimming, collapsed in the reeds F#m7 Taken with the current to the sea A E Tide disrupting desperate dreams F#m7 My belly empty, body weak A E I had no sound, no way to speak F#m7 Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no A E I had no sound, no way to speak F#m7 A Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no [Instrumental] | E | F#m7 | A | | E | F#m7 | A | | E | F#m7 | A | | E | F#m7 | A | [Verse 3] E F#m7 I was close to quiet death again A E When new instincts woke me from the spell F#m7 I killed a diamondback terrapin A E Was most scared of my awful self F#m7 I woke up on cold stones, broken glass A E Winter beach at Long Island's end F#m7 I found that I could still maneuver A E Slip slide on the sand and the cement F#m7 Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no A E Slip slide on the sand and the cement F#m7 A Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no [Verse 4] E F#m7 I opened sardine dream mermaid bar A E We serve most oysters and caviar F#m7 Leave your seashells in our tall tip jar A There are more like me, I swear, there are E F#m7 Come for scallops, come to hear our song A E Come if you're in awful, bad trouble F#m7 Come if you're certain you don't belong A E Some that fall, don't land in bubbles [Outro] F#m7 A E F#m7 'Cause some that fall, don't land in bubbles (In bubbles, bubbles) A E Some that fall, don't land in bubbles F#m7 Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, no A E F#m7 Some that fall, don't land in bubbles (Bubbles, bubbles) A Some that fall, don't land in bubbles
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