Аккорды Melanie Martinez - Sirens

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F#
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
E
EADGBE 2 3 1
B
EADGBE 111 2 3 4
G
EADGBE 2 1 3
F
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
C#
EADGBE11 x 4 3 2
Em
EADGBE 2 3
C#m
EADGBE x 4 2 1 3 x
Emaj7
EADGBE 3 1 2
Fm
EADGBE 1111 3 4
[Chorus]
G#m            F#        E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m         F#         E
Summon the sailors in town
G#m          F#       E     B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m         D#          G#m
Which ones deserving to drown

G D# F# F C#

[Verse 1]
G#m                         D#
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
    F#                         F           C#
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
G#m                     D#
All of our sisters were killed and abused
F#                              C#
By sword-swinging men who would always accuse

[Pre-Chorus]
G#m                      D#
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
F#             D#m           C#
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Em                   D#m
Tired of silence and being polite
     C#            C#m        D#7
Your legs turn to shimmering scales in the night

[Chorus]
G#m            F#       Emaj7 E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m        F#         E   D#
Summon the sailors in town
G#m          F#       E     B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m         D#          G#m
Which ones deserving to drown
           C#m
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown

[Post-Chorus]
         G#m
Let them drown
          G D#m
Let them drown
          F# Fm C#
Let them drown

[Verse 2]
G#m                    D#7
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
D#m                          C#
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
G#m                       D#               D#7
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
D#m                       C#
Belittle the power of the feminine hand

[Pre-Chorus]
G#m                         D#
The milk from the rivers of every moon
F#         D#m               C#
Cradle you tight like you’re back in the womb
Em               C#m  D#          D#m
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
C#m                    D#7
Celestial dip all that ego and pride

[Chorus]
G#m            F#       Emaj7 E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m         F#        E
Summon the sailors in town
G#m          F#      E      B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m        D#           G#m
Which ones deserving to drown

[Post-Chorus]
          G#m
Let them drown
         G D#m
Let them drown
         F# Fm C#
Let them drown

[Bridge]
        D#            E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
G      D#     G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
   D#               E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D#            G#m
Cut 'em off, leave waters red
        D#           E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D#            G#m
It’s fun when shit hits the fan
   D#               E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D#            G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water's red
D#                   E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D#            G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
   D#               E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D#           G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water's red
D#                   E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D#            G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
   D#               E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D#           G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water’s red

[Chorus]
N.C.
Don’t feel bad when these fuckers all drown 
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