E|--------------10---------------------------------------------------------| B|----------------------------------10--------10----8-----7----------------| G|----7------------------7-----------------------------------------9-------| D|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------------------------------------------------10-------------------| G|-----9b-----9b--------9b--------7------------7-------------7-------------| D|---------------------------------------9---------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|-------10------8------7--------8-------7-----------7----8---7------------| G|---------------------------------------------9-------------------9---7---| D|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------7+-------------------------------------------------------------| G|--------7+------7+---------------------------------------------------------| D|----7+--------------0------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|Intro| E A [Verse]E A I walk the streets of Japan till I get lostE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A With a graveyard tan carrying a crossE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I like studying faces in a parking lotE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I like driving backwards in the fogE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything [Chorus]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Verse]E A I like gypsy moths and radio talkE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I like gospel music and canned applauseE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I like colorful clothing in the sunE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tonguesE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything [Chorus]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Bridge]Dm Bend and shape meC I love the way you areA Am Slow and sweetlyG E Like never beforeDm Calm and sleepingC We won't stir up the pastA Am So descretelyG E We won't look back [Solo] [Chorus]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Verse]E A I like throwing my voice and breaking guitarsE A Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A I like playing in the sand what's mine is oursE A E If it doesn't remind me of anything
Heaven's Dead
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Composição: Audioslave, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello e Bradley Wilk
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