Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
D
Em
G
D
I'm a mat and I still retain
G
Bm
Accumulated stories of the tawdry years
Em
G
D
I've been stamped out
G
D
by rum- fuelledboots
G
Bm
The brute, us hiding under stairs.
G
D
Em
Waiting for his thunder to hit
G
D
Waiting for his thunder an d
Em
thinking is this it?
G
Waiting for his thunder
D
Em
to shout
G
D
Em
Waiting for his thunder to tire itself out.
D
Em
D
So I lie flat, in sheets worn thin
Em
D
G
Bm
By his sublimations that reside within
Em
D
Em
G
D
For I'm the truth, the two in ten
Em
D
G
That suffer at the whims of the weak
Bm
G
D
Em
G
D
est men.
Em
G
D
Em
G
Waiting for his
D
Em
thunder...
G
D
G
Each bruise I use as a chronicle
Em
of all that you gave me now
G
D
G
And every scar a reminder of
the power that you had
Em
The saddest part about the darkest hours
The implication that the fault
G
D
Em
was ours.
G
Waiting for his thunder
Outro 1
D
Em
G
D
Em
G
D
Em
G
D
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