Tom: C
Riff 1:
B7 Em C G
E|--------------------------------|
H|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
D|--1-0-1-2-----2---2---------0---|
A|2-----------2---3---3-2---2---2-|
E|----------0-------------3-------|
Riff 2(tocar com Palm Mute, pois é a parte do baixo):
B7 Em C G
E|--------------------------------|
H|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
D|--------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------|
E|7-7-7-7-0-0-0-0-8-8-8-8-3-3-3-3-|
Riff 3 (sem Palm Mute, melhor para um segundo violão):
B7 Em C G
E|-7-----7-----7-----7-----7-----7-----8-----8-----8-----7-----7-----7---|
H|---7-----7-----7-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-|
G|-----8-----8-----------9-----9-----------9-----9-----------7-----7-----|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
Riff 1:
I've never been running so far, so endless far
When will I try to stand the pain of my all-time-hurting-feet
And what about you, you drunken soul?
Is it your own will to go on and on until I die?
Or are you going to give up now?
to give up now (4x)
Riff 2: (a parte do baixo (Riff 2) começa primeiro, depois vem o Riff 3 ao mesmo tempo)
I've never been running so real, so immense real
When will I fall into your heart?
I want to feel your flimsy fingers ripping up
the coat of blind
And what about you, you heavy soul?
Is it your own will to go on and on until I die?
Or are you going to give up now?
to give up now
Riff 1:
I've never been running so far, so endless far
When will I fall into the mud?
I want to break those circle-rules
I want to dance the waltz with you
And what about you, you missing soul?
Is it your own will to go on and on until I die?
Or are you going to give up now?
to give up now (4x)
Riff 2:
( I I never run so re e e e e e)
I've never been running so real, so immense real
When will I fall into your heart?
I want to feel your flimsy fingers ripping up
the coat of blind
And what about you, you heavy soul?
Is it your own will to go on and on until I die?
Or are you going to give up now?
to give up now
