Tom: E
album: not yet established (blah,blah,blah)
music and lyrics by: Sean Carver
tuning: it's a messed up tuning i learnt from playing silverchair's "emotion
sickness" (a masterpiece!) it goes - C# G# E C# G# C#
this is a short, depressing/heavy tune with an intro of just 1 guitar with
a alien sounding/echo effect (or E4 on the ZOOM 505 #2 pedal)
INTRO PT #1: (alien sound)
C#:---------------------------------------
G#:0----------5----------0----------3---2-
E::0----------5----------0----------3---2- X2
C#:0---hold---5---hold---0---hold---3---2-
G#:0----------5----------0----------3---2-
C#:0----------5----------0----------3---2-
INTRO PT #2: (distortion)
C#:------------------------------
G#:------------------------------
E::------------------------------ X4
C#:------------------------------
G#:-8\5-0-5-0--8\5-0-5-0-2/3\2-0-
C#:------------------------------
THEN:
C#:----------------------------------------------------
G#:8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2---8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2-0-
E::8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2---8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2-0- X8
C#:8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2---8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2-0-
G#:8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2---8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2-0-
C#:8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2---8-8-8-5--8-8-8-5--2/3\2-0-
RIGHT INTO:
C#:--4h5h4-0h4h5h4---------5--5--5---4h5h4-0h4h5h4-------------
G#:0------5-------5\3-0-5-----------0-----5-------5/8-9-3----2-
E::0--------------------5-----------0-------------------3----2-
C#:0--------------------5-----------0-------------------3----2-
G#:0--------------------5-----------0-------------------3----2-
C#:0--------------------5-----------0-------------------3----2-
C#:----------------------------------------------------------------
G#:0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-
E::0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-
C#:0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-
G#:0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-
C#:0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-
LYRICS:
hours of waiting rooms,
hours of rolling prayers,
it's in the puzzles we paint,
the scenerys we make,
you'd kill yourself for us,
you're killing me,
waiting for you...
i could pick you up,
runaway,
i'll be your cure,
you could sting me,
fade away,
i'll be your cure...
i hate the machinery,
i hate the lines,
i hate the beds,
i hate your eyes...
you're bent living,
you're bedridden,
please don't take her,
she's my creator...
by sean carver
