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Remembering Sunday



Текст песни All Time Low - Remembering Sunday

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Remembering Sunday
All Time Low
Remembering Sunday - All Time Low

This is the live version, and is slightly different from the studio version.

Tuning: Half Step Down (Capo on 2)

Used a load of YouTube videos of live performances to work out the exact chords.

Chords used:

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He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together, but two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs
Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night

I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff

Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut
Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries

He's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night

I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day

I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

I'm not coming back
I've done something so terrible

I'm terrified to speak
But you'd expect that from me

I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt, now the rain is
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind

Keeping an eye on the world,
From so many thousands of feet off the ground, I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds, towering over your head

I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home now...
I guess I'll go home
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