Composição de: Robert Deleo / Scott Weiland / Eric Kretz / De Leon Dean
Tom:
Afinação:
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CREEP
This is the intro part. I just used the basics, he is strumming but I
just
wrote down the accents. That Bsus4 might be called something else but
just
for the sake of calling it something I called it Bsus4. --->
CBsus4E ^ EsusGC ^ Bsus4
^
E(hold)
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:---1-----1--1-:--4--4---:-----------:------:--1---1--1-:--4--4--:---------
:--------------:--2--2---:-----------:------:-----------:--2--2--:---------
:---2-----2--2-:--4--4---:--2---2---2:-2----:--2---2--2-:--4--4--:--2------
:---3-----3--3-:--2--2---:--2---2---2:-2----:--3---3--3-:--2--2--:--2------
:---3-----3--3-:--2--2---:-----------:------:--3---3--3-:--2--2--:---------
This is the verse. Just keep repeating this until you get to the end
of the
verse where he just stays on E. In all of these E chords he adds G(1st
string
3rd fret) on the off beats...listen for it.
EECBsus4EECBsus4
:-----:----:----:--2---:----:---3-:------:--2----
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:-----:----:--1-:--4---:----:-----:---1--:--4----
:-----:----:----:--2---:----:-----:------:--2----
:---2-:--2-:--2-:--4---:--2-:--2--:---2--:--4----
:---2-:--2-:--3-:--2---:--2-:--2--:---3--:--2----
:-----:----:--3-:--2---:----:-----:---3--:--2----
This is the next part, whatever you want to call it...bridge I guess.
The last
two bars are not just C and D chords. The C is fingered differently.
Use your
fourth finger for the C, your third finger for the E and your second
finger for
the high C. To go up to the D from there just slide your hand up two
frets and
bar the second fret. I realize it would be just as easy to play a
normal first
position C with a first position D but this sounds better.
GAmEGAmE
:----3--3--3-:----------:---------3-:--3--3--3--:--------:---------3---------
:------------:---2---2--:-----------:-----------:--2--2--:-------------------
:------------:---3---3--:-----------:-----------:--3--3--:-------------------
:------------:---3---3--:---2---2---:-----------:--3--3--:--2---2------------
:----2--2--2-:----------:---2---2---:--2--2--2--:--------:--2---2------------
:----3--3--3-:----------:-----------:--3--3--3--:--------:-------------------
GAmCD
:---3--3--3-:---------:--------:---2---2---
:-----------:---2---2-:----1---:---3---3---
:-----------:---3---3-:--------:---2---2---
:-----------:---3---3-:----2---:---4---4---
:---2--2--2-:---------:----3---:---5---5---
:---3--3--3-:---------:----x---:---x---x---
This, finally, is the chorus. This is what I got out of it anyway.
The chords
are simple so I'll write the lead. Now, I might have made a mistake in
this
part, If so please message me and tell me so I can fix it. Keep
playing the
first two bars until the last part of the chorus. The only difference
is the
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last three notes.
end part -->
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:------------------0:--------0---------::-----------------0-:--------0---------
:--------0-------0--:------0------------:-------0-------0---:------0-----------
:------2-------3----:----5-----------2--:-----2-------3-----:----5-------------
:----2--------------:-----------2--5---::---2---------------:------------1--2--
:--0---------1------:--2------5---------:-0---------1-------:--2-------5-------
Lyrics:
Forward yesterday, makes me want to stay
What they said was real, makes me want to steal
Living under house, yes I'm living I'm a mouse
All I got is time, got no meaning just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand, cause It likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand, guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand, cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to be (yes I feel as the sun, it fades to grey)
I'm half the man I used to be
I'm half the man I used to be
Half the man I used to be, Half the man I used to be
Feeling Uninspired, think I'll start a fire
Everybody run, Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kind'a neat, then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing, guess I'll leave it up to me