¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
"Little Caskets"
Words by The Runner Up | Music by The Runner Up
Intro:
G Em C G F# x2
(The F# is actually a F#m#5addb9, but it will still work)
Capo 6
Verse:
G Em
Why does there have to be, such little fucking caskets?
C G F#
Where are the people that deserve them?
G Em
So innocent and free, the world to see, so much to be,
C G
Now there’s nothing to hold onto...
Chorus:
Em
Cancer sucks, it fucking sucks,
C
It makes me want to scream and curse.
G F#
I wish I could take their worst.
Em C
The pain and all their sickness, why must she pay as
G
murderers walk free?
F#
It doesn’t make sense...
It doesn’t make sense…
G Em C G F# X2
Verse:
G Em C
Some people walk this town, with records that are 3 feet long…
G F#
Yet she isn’t around…
G Em
Fuck you, you piece of shit, you don’t deserve one bit of it…
C G F#
I’d rather see you there in her place…
G
It doesn’t make sense…
F#
It just doesn’t make sense…
Chorus:
Em
Cancer sucks, it fucking sucks,
C
It makes me want to scream and curse.
G F#
I wish I could take their worst.
Em C
The pain and all their sickness, why must she pay as
G
murderers walk free?
F#
It doesn’t make sense...
It doesn’t make sense…
Verse:
G Em
Why does there have to be, such little fucking caskets?
C G F#
Where are the people that deserve them?
G Em
So innocent and free, the world to see, so much to be,
C G
I’m glad Heaven, is nice you you.
Words by The Runner Up | Music by The Runner Up
Intro:
G Em C G F# x2
(The F# is actually a F#m#5addb9, but it will still work)
Capo 6
Verse:
G Em
Why does there have to be, such little fucking caskets?
C G F#
Where are the people that deserve them?
G Em
So innocent and free, the world to see, so much to be,
C G
Now there’s nothing to hold onto...
Chorus:
Em
Cancer sucks, it fucking sucks,
C
It makes me want to scream and curse.
G F#
I wish I could take their worst.
Em C
The pain and all their sickness, why must she pay as
G
murderers walk free?
F#
It doesn’t make sense...
It doesn’t make sense…
G Em C G F# X2
Verse:
G Em C
Some people walk this town, with records that are 3 feet long…
G F#
Yet she isn’t around…
G Em
Fuck you, you piece of shit, you don’t deserve one bit of it…
C G F#
I’d rather see you there in her place…
G
It doesn’t make sense…
F#
It just doesn’t make sense…
Chorus:
Em
Cancer sucks, it fucking sucks,
C
It makes me want to scream and curse.
G F#
I wish I could take their worst.
Em C
The pain and all their sickness, why must she pay as
G
murderers walk free?
F#
It doesn’t make sense...
It doesn’t make sense…
Verse:
G Em
Why does there have to be, such little fucking caskets?
C G F#
Where are the people that deserve them?
G Em
So innocent and free, the world to see, so much to be,
C G
I’m glad Heaven, is nice you you.
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