Saigon

Luke Hemmings

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Gmaj7 Bm A Em

[Verse 1]
Gmaj7                              Bm
     Cover to cover, we're at these lands
                              A
Can you remember? No sense of time
            Em
No sense of time
Gmaj7                              Bm
     They underwater, air out these minds
                                    A
Hopin' for thunder and these desert eyes
             Em
These desert eyes


[Chorus]
      Gmaj7                       A        F#m
We're facin', the things we turn away from
      Gmaj7                      A      F#m
We're chasin' the way we were in Saigon
          Gmaj7                                    A           F#m
Oh, let's pick apart until there's nothin' left of us to carry on
          Gmaj7                       A        F#m
Now we're facin', the things we turn away from


[Verse 2]
Gmaj7                                Bm
     Pullin' me under, decline and rewind
                            A
Roll up my windows, tryna revive
        Em
Tryna revive
        Gmaj7
Oh, you never know inside those moments
Bm
How good it was, and how you wasted
A
All this time alone
Em
Hold on, can we hold?


[Chorus]
      Gmaj7                       A        F#m
We're facin', the things we turn away from
      Gmaj7                      A      F#m
We're chasin' the way we were in Saigon
          Gmaj7                                    A           F#m
Oh, let's pick apart until there's nothin' left of us to carry on
          Gmaj7                       A        F#m
Now we're facin', the things we turn away from


[Bridge]
         A   Gmaj7
We turn away
         A   Gmaj7
We turn away
         A   Gmaj7
We turn away
         A   Gmaj7
We turn away


[Chorus]
      Gmaj7                       A               F#m
We're facin', the things we turn away from (Turn away, turn away)
      Gmaj7                      A             F#m
We're chasin' the way we were in Saigon (Turn away, turn away)
          Gmaj7                                    A           F#m
Oh, let's pick apart until there's nothin' left of us to carry on
          Gmaj7                       A        F#m
Now we're facin', the things we turn away from