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Something I've Rehearsed

Dead And Divine
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 something (I'll call it )
 0 0 3
 0 1 0
 2 2 0
 2 2 0
 3 0 2
 0 x 3
0  0 1
 1 1 1
 0 0 2
 2 0 3
 3 2 0
 x x x
 I'll be honest:  my patience  has come and gone.
I  messed up bad  this time.
 I apologize  for my  poor appearance, and  ever awful pronunciation.
 I'm shot,  full of hope  and I'm slightly  intoxicated.
 Yet I'm searching  for something more.
 And I long  for so  much more.
 It's a disappointment  that's  far too much to cope  with,
when  everything  is a fabrication.
 Our lives,  our hopes,  our dreams,  our love  was all exaggerated.
 Yet I'm searching  for something  more.
 And how I've longed for  a little  bit more.
 (like 24 times) last bar of build up us -
Here  I am to admit  defeat, I've never  been one to beg pardon,  yet I'm on my
 knees.
I've  tried my best to smile, but  it's hard when you look up for the stars
 and ask the sky  when they're coming back.
-  until end.
 End with
 Cheers,
 Amache

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Readable chord sheet for Something I've Rehearsed by Dead And Divine

[Em] something (I'll call it [Em]) [Am]             [G]
0                              0              3
0                              1              0
2                              2              0
2                              2              0
3                              0              2
0                              x              3

[C]0                             [C] 0[Bb]               [F]1
1                              1               1
0                              0               2
2                              0               3
3                              2               0
x                              x               x

[Em] [Am]  [Em] [Am]  [Em] [Am]  [F]

I'll be h[Em]ones[Am]t: my p[Em]atience has come and [Am]gone.
[Em]I messed up [Am]bad this [F]time.
I a[Em]pologiz[Am]e for m[Em]y poor [Am]appearance, [Em]and ever [Am]awful [F]pronunciation.
I'm s[Em]hot[Am], full of h[Em]ope[Am] and I'm sl[Em]ightl[Am]y in[F]toxicated.

Yet I'm s[C]earching for s[C]om[Bb]ething [Am]more.    [F]
And I [C]long for [C]so[Bb] much m[Am]ore. [F]    [G]

It's a d[Em]isapp[Am]ointment t[Em]hat's far too much to c[Am]ope with,
[Em]when every[Am]thing is a f[F]abrication.
Our l[Em]ives,[Am] our h[Em]opes, our dream[Am]s, our l[Em]ove was [Am]all [F]exaggerated.

Yet I'm s[C]earching for s[C]om[Bb]ething m[Am]ore.   [F]
And how I've longed f[C]or a li[C]tt[Bb]le bit m[Am]ore.  [F]

[F] (like 24 times) last bar of build up us [C]-[Bb]

[C]Here I am to ad[C]mi[Bb]t defeat, I've n[Am]ever been one to beg pardon[F], yet I'm on my
kn[C]ees.
[C]I've tried my best to smile[C], [Bb]but it's hard when you look up for the [Am]stars
and ask the s[G]ky when they're coming ba[C]ck.

[C] [C]-[Bb] [Am] [F] until end.

End with [C]

Cheers,
Amache

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