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Bullets

Tunng
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Green  hills and enemies
 These things they make us senti-
mental  inside
Your  words are gelignite
 Or just another senti-
mental  aside
We're  catching bullets in our
teeth  And though it's easy if you
know  how it's done
They  split the secret up six
ways  before they gave it to us
Just  before dawn And
now  we don't remember
Our  blood and guts are out
 We spread our bones across the
table  at night
We  cut our fingers off
 To give ourselves those little
extra  insights
We're  catching bullets in our
teeth  And though they try hard not to
say  how it's done
 They always do
They  spill the secret out six
ways  And beg for our forgiveness
Just  before dawn And
now  we don't remember
We're  catching bullets in our
teeth  It's hard to do but they're so
sweet  And it they take a couple
out  We try to work things out
We're  catching bullets with our
Heads  and hearts and all the darkest
parts  of us It's strange to find such
Light  in such endless night
So  sweet to lose a friend
 You leave the church and taste the
air  in your lungs
Old  lies and fireflies
 Carve angels on your eyes and
All  is undone
You  whisper prayers into the
dark  Up to a god in whom you've
never  believed
 You always do
You  split the secret up six
ways  But it won't make it any
easier  to see And
 F (or no chord, the F is only very weakly implied by the whistle
 here)
 now we don't remember
We're  catching bullets in our
teeth  It's hard to do but they're so
sweet  And it they take a couple
out  We try to work things out
We're  catching bullets with our
Heads  and hearts and all the darkest
parts  of us It's strange to find such
Light  in such endless night
We're  catching bullets in our
backs  We sent the undertaker
back  into the garden in the
drought  To try to work things out
We're  catching bullets with the best
resources  that we've got We're
happy  then again we're not We
shout  through the endless
doubt
 (Fm? it's kind of hard to tell if they really hit the chord though)
Na  na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Etc.
 And that's pretty much it.

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Readable chord sheet for Bullets by Tunng

[F#m]

[A]Green hills and enemies
These things they make us senti-
[F#m]mental inside

[A]Your words are gelignite
Or just another senti-
[F#m]mental aside

[D]We're catching bullets in our
[F#m]teeth And though it's easy if you
[C#m]know how it's done

[D]They split the secret up six
[F#m]ways before they gave it to us
[Abm]Just before dawn And
[G]now we don't remember

[F#m]

[A]Our blood and guts are out
We spread our bones across the
[F#m]table at night

[A]We cut our fingers off
To give ourselves those little
[F#m]extra insights

[D]We're catching bullets in our
[F#m]teeth And though they try hard not to
[C#m]say how it's done
They always do
[D]They spill the secret out six
[F#m]ways And beg for our forgiveness
[Abm]Just before dawn And
[G]now we don't remember

[F#m]

[D]We're catching bullets in our
[A]teeth It's hard to do but they're so
[F#m]sweet And it they take a couple
[C#m]out We try to work things out
[D]We're catching bullets with our
[A]Heads and hearts and all the darkest
[F#m]parts of us It's strange to find such
[C#m]Light in such endless night

[D]

[F#m]So sweet to lose a friend
You leave the church and taste the
[A]air in your lungs
[C#m]

[F#m]Old lies and fireflies
Carve angels on your eyes and
[A]All is undone
[C#m]

[D]You whisper prayers into the
[F#m]dark Up to a god in whom you've
[C#m]never believed
You always do
[D]You split the secret up six
[F#m]ways But it won't make it any
[Abm]easier to see And
F (or no chord, the F is only very weakly implied by the whistle

here)
now we don't remember
[D]We're catching bullets in our
[A]teeth It's hard to do but they're so
[F#m]sweet And it they take a couple
[C#m]out We try to work things out
[D]We're catching bullets with our
[A]Heads and hearts and all the darkest
[F#m]parts of us It's strange to find such
[C#m]Light in such endless night
[D]We're catching bullets in our
[A]backs We sent the undertaker
[F#m]back into the garden in the
[C#m]drought To try to work things out
[D]We're catching bullets with the best
[A]resources that we've got We're
[F#m]happy then again we're not We
[C#m]shout through the endless
[D]doubt

(F

[D]Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
[F#m]Etc.
[D]

[F#m]

[D]

[F#m][C#m]

[D]

[F#m]

And that's pretty much it.

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