Текст песни с аккордами
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[Verse 1]
N.C.
Uh-huh, um, 1-2, now
Am
'Round here they sing broken hymns
Am D
Their prayers flow better when they're soaked in gin
Em
The amp's dusty and sits in the corner
Em
By a bartender that’ll pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that’ll steal your quarter
Am
Bartender, please give me a confession
Am D
Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well drink
Em
There’s a heavy current, got a long way to swim
D
Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin
Am
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it hits
Am
Got some fire in my belly and a riot in the gut
Em
Bushmills for a band-aid, the sweet taste of blood
D
Then I might actually feel something if I don’t cover it up
Am
Rusted faces, familiar places
Am D
Even if they haven’t left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
Em
The motel next door, a sign that reads vacant
Em D
And a truth that’s so strong I’d be a fool not to chase it
Am
But yea, I’m a fool and I stay here
Am D
Hope these problems drown themselves, I die in wait here
Em
One more, four more, fuck it, a night cap
Em D Am
Service starts at 5 tomorrow and I’ll be right back
[Hook]
D C
Underneath this fragile frame
D Em
Lives a battle between pride and shame
D C
But I’ve misplaced that sense of pride
D Em
This crown of thorns is perched atop my spine
D C
But listen closely as I testify
D Em
Dependency has been a thief at night
D C D
Thief at night, thief at night
[Verse 2]
G
I read the Bible but I forgot the verses
D
The liquor store is open later than the church is
Em
Pure by their imperfections, everything is burning
D
To hell with the confessions, all the Lord Have Mercys
G
Blessed in holy water, the sin, oh Holy Father
D
Have you ever smelled flesh that sweats out Monarch vodka?
Em
Eleven AM in the morning and you can’t get it off ya
D
Calling to the preacher but it’s like the pastor isn’t talking
G
Until the store opens and I can re-up on that doctrine
D
The people close to me say that I’m in need of a doctor
Em
Think that I got a problem but these are not apostles
D
This is the drink of the Lord, that’s according to my gospel
G
Open to interpretation, if you’re judging it I don’t want it
D
I got sins that scald like my throat when I hit the bottle
Em
And I’m sinking and that’s why I keep on drinking
D
I need a refill, far more than once every weekend
G
Sweet Jesus, I’m getting amnesia
D
Shaking til I’d get a taste, my faith is having seizures
Em
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
D
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
G
Wouldn’t miss it for the world
D
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Em
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
D
Spend it all searching for God at the Neon Cathedral
G
Wouldn’t miss it for the world
D
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Em
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
D
Spend it all searching for God, Neon Cathedral
G D
Neon Cathedral
[Hook]
Em D
Underneath this fragile frame
G D
Lives a battle between pride and shame
Em D
But I’ve misplaced that sense of pride
G D
This crown of thorns perched atop my spine
C D
But listen closely as I testify
Em
Dependency has been a thief at night
D C D
Thief at night, thief at night
Em
Dependency has been a thief at night
D C D
Thief at night, thief at night
G
Dependency has been a thief at night
D Em
Thief at night, thief at night
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