[ Предположительная тональность: G ] ALL CHORDS LABELLED ARE ROOTS FOR FIFTHS (WITH AN OCTAVE, IF YOU'RE FANCY). Degausser Brand New eADGBE, but you can rock it in Drop D, if that's more your style. E D Goodbye to sleep, E D I think that staying up is exactly what I need [D] C Well take apart your head [C] D E Take apart the counting, and the flock it has bred E D Goodbye to love, E D Well it's a ride that'll push you up C Right against the wall [C] (Right against the wall) [C] D E Chew it up and swallow it E D E You're brought back but you're running [E] D E I'll find sleep in the end tonight [E] D I can't shake this little feeling E I'll never get anything right E D Goodbye you liar, E D Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything C Then you think you will inspire [C] Take apart your head [C] (and I wish I could inspire) [C] D E Take apart the demon, in the attic to the left. E D E You're brought back but you're running [E] D E I'll find sleep in the end tonight [E] D I can't shake this little feeling C I'll never get anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right E Well take me, take me back to your bed D I love you so much that it hurts my head E I don't mind you under my skin D I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in E When we were made we were set apart D Life is a test and I get bad marks E Now some saint's got the job of writing down my sins D The storm is coming, the storm is coming E D E You're brought back but you're running [E] D E I'll find sleep in the end tonight [E] D I can't shake this little feeling C I'll never get anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right B C I'm on my own, never say anything right E Well take me, take me back to your bed D I love you so much that it hurts my head E I don't mind you under my skin D I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in E When we were made we were set apart D Life is a test and I get bad marks E Now some saint's got the job of writing down my sins D The storm is coming, the storm is coming Thanks, tabbed by slimjimmypage