Tyrants - Catfish and the Bottlemen
This is a capo-less version I've transposed.
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Eyes rolled back guess you were living fast
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Where did you go? Where did you go?
Your eyes go to show.
And it was so rare to see you sober
So the street lights will carry us home
I spent my night trying to get a grip of you
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And I do my best to my my hands under your jacket
So we can make a racket.
And your divine ribs will help break mine
And we hit the ground, so lets hit the ground.
Nothing's alright, believe me.
But I said I won't feel the same in the mornings.
Nothing's alright, we're leaving
I won't feel the same in the mornings.
Solo
x4
Part 1
x2
Ty-rants help build us. They won't mind throwin' us away. x2
x4
Ty-rants help build us. They won't mind throwin' us away... x2
Part 2 (Trippin')
x lots until the vocals:
x2 (played during vocals)
Then x lots again.