Heaven's Dead

Audioslave

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  • Am
  • C
  • D
  • Dm
  • E
  • Em
  • G
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Intro| E A [Verse]
E A I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I like studying faces in a parking lot
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I like driving backwards in the fog
E 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 lost
E D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E D A Em I won't lie no more you can bet
E D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Verse]
E A I like gypsy moths and radio talk
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I like gospel music and canned applause
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I like colorful clothing in the sun
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
E 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 lost
E D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E D A Em I won't lie no more you can bet
E D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Bridge]
Dm Bend and shape me
C I love the way you are
A Am Slow and sweetly
G E Like never before
Dm Calm and sleeping
C We won't stir up the past
A Am So descretely
G E We won't look back [Solo] [Chorus]
E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
E D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E D A Em I won't lie no more you can bet
E 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 guitars
E A Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E A I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
E A E If it doesn't remind me of anything
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Composição: Audioslave, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello e Bradley Wilk

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