Sick Sick Sick taby ukulele według Bayside

Intro -x6-: Gbm D A
 
Verse:
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I curse to hell the magistrate 
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who granted this unholy fate
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But I know I know I 
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asked for this myself
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I'm bound by law to hell 
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and it's sick sick sick
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Humans have their needs living in 
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a fairytale it's tearing at the seams
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The dank reject the devil in a 
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dress exactly what you see
 
Pre-Chorus:
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It's Sick Sick Sick
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it's sick sick sick
 
Chorus:
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You made a mess of things
D
My what a mess you've made
  A
I hate the way you make me feel
  Db
I hate the way you make me
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In your world it's cold outside
D                E
So button up and open wide
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I hate the way you make me
     Db
feel sick sick sick
 
Post-Chorus:
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Oh woah oh oh oh
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Oh woah oh oh  oh oh
 
Verse:
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If memory serves me correct
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I gave you all you gave me less
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Your xxxcapades deliver
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checks but can't
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afford you self-respect
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and it's sick sick sick
A           Dbm         Gbm
Humans have their needs living in 
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a fairytale it's tearing at the seams
    Gbm  D          A
The dank reject the devil in a 
Dbm    Gbm    D    Dbm Db  
dress exactly what you see
 
Pre-Chorus:
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It's Sick Sick Sick
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it's sick sick sick
 
Chorus:
Gbm
You made a mess of things
D
My what a mess you've made
  A
I hate the way you make me feel
  Db
I hate the way you make me
   Gbm
In your world it's cold outside
D                E
So button up and open wide
  A                Gbm
I hate the way you make me
     Db
feel sick sick sick
 
Solo: D  Gbm  D  Gbm  E
 
Bridge:
D                     E
Maybe love is looking for
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someone to fill up holes
        E  D
We grow up building lies
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with holes in all our walls
    D
The watch can fall but
         E          Gbm
here you were with spare
 
bricks to save the day
    E  D
And we pray it's not too late
      Db
Spare bricks can be dead weight
 
Pre-Chorus -x2-:
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It's Sick Sick Sick
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it's sick sick sick
 
Chorus:
Gbm
You made a mess of things
D
My what a mess you've made
  A
I hate the way you make me feel
  Db
I hate the way you make me
   Gbm
In your world it's cold outside
D                E
So button up and open wide
  A                Gbm
I hate the way you make me
     Db
feel sick sick sick
 
Outro:
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