Аккорды Melanie Martinez - Numbers

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Dm
EADGBE x x 2 3 1
F
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
C
EADGBE x 3 2 1
Am
EADGBE x 2 3 1
A
EADGBE x 1 2 3
G
EADGBE 2 1 3
E
EADGBE 2 3 1
Em
EADGBE 2 3
[Verse 1]
              Dm
Count up your portion, count up your checks
              F
Either you're fam or you're comin' at my neck
               C
When you gonna freeze with the cool dramatics?
          Am
I'm not inspired by your foolish practice
           Dm
Why do you bullshit? Side up your fence
           F
I'm just a chicken givin' you the egg
                   C
Soon, you're gonna see that your breath was wasted
                Am
Don't speak too soon on your doubts you're making

A big deal out of a little thing

G                              F
Why should I try to conform to formulated pasts
     Dm                              E
When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical?

[Chorus]
Am                           Dm
Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?
    F                               E
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow
 Am                         Dm
Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
  F                                    E
Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before
    G                                Dm
And all your idle teachings and your criticism lack
    Am                        E
The potential to penetrate my solid golden path
   Am                            Dm
To decide what my future is, I'm my own clairvoyant
        F                       E
There's no controlling me, imagination on ascend

[Verse 2]
           Dm
Take me to Venus, let me explode
             F
I'm ready to pop like a volcano
          C
Jump over me like you're playing hot lava
            Am
Emotions on one hundred thousand, who's gonna
              Dm
Shake me like soda creme, but of course
             F
Use all your words to distract from the source
                 C
Of where all the growth on the paper happens
          Am
Leave me alone in my own concoction

G                             F
Prickin' all my fingertips to carve out many roads
Dm                              E
Pushin' out the petals from the bud of what I know

[Chorus]
Am                           Dm
Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?
    F                               E
You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow
 Am                         Dm
Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
  F                                    E
Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before
    G                          Dm
And all my intuition says is, "Expansion comes first"
    Am                        E
But not just by material, I'm talking 'bout in here
   Am                              Dm
My heart space and my cranium must be loved too, my dear
      F                             E
Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel

[Bridge]
       F                       Am
They replaced their search for knowledge
         Dm
With the reach of many material gains
              F                 Am
They lack the tenderness of the sensitive
    Dm
Empathetic bodies cryin' from the pain
         F                  Am
It's too late to grow their frame
   Dm
Of mind, it seems that it's already made
          F                Am
No use in arguin' with someone who doesn't
      Dm                     F  E  Dm
Wanna prioritize birthing of creation

F                E
Am I just a number?
Dm
Am I just a number?
F                E
Am I just a number?
Dm
Am I just a number?

[Chorus]
Dm          F                E
Am I just a number 'cause it seems like that's your goal?
    Dm
You push us past our limits just to watch our numbers grow
 F                          E
Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke
  Dm
Until I prove you wrong which I've done time and time before
    F                         Em
And all my intuition says is "Expansion comes first"
    Dm
But not just by material, I'm talking 'bout in here
   F                               Am
My heart space and my cranium must be loved too, my dear
      Dm
Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel
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