The Funeral Song chords by Attic Abasement

• Capo on 2nd

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

♫ Intro:

Em D Am G
Em F#m

G A G F#m x4


♫ Verse 1:

       G       A     G
Even when i'm only trying to peel off a layer

F#m       G       A     G
I can feel the still breeze of abandoned air

F#m      G        A     G
Being liked is easy, it's what comes natural

F#m     G          A    G
You're not a real girl, you're a spectacle

F#m          G
Painted on eyebrows, stomach surgery

       A      G
Getting drunk too late or early

  F#m  G
Anesthesiology

A         G
Whatever makes you happy

Stop!

♫ Pre-Chorus:

Em D Am G
Em F#m G A

G

  Em     F#m      G
You bend at the knees when you breathe

Em          F#m           G         A     G
You collide with your minds, different colored eyes, only rule is everybody dies

Em         F#m        G           A    C
And you polish your palms, wreck your arms and your hell is holding on

♫ Chorus:
             G
Expect to die and you'll survive

         A       G
You're allowed to walk into the fire

   F#m        G
I can tell you hate yourself

        A        G    F#m
You're an easy sell, be sick or well

G A G F#m x2

♫ Verse 2:

G                       A          G     F#m
We are not done with the funeral song, we have more out of the last one

       G                    A       G       F#m
And we are a lazy parade and by singing we count the days until the song's done

          G            A          G
I'm gonna count to three now, yeah this is pulling teeth, it's mostly me

  F#m        G
And you can count on that, you look your happiest when you're mad

         A         G
On the way to the bathroom with your backpack

     F#m       G
Shoot the messiah, wait for a sign

        A     G
We'll wait for you on the other side

       F#m     G
And while you digest the blood, your friends gonna pull the plug

       A        G
Listen to the lungs empty your soul

Stop!

♫ Pre-Chorus:

Em D Am G
Em F#m G A

G

Em     F#m      G
Bend at the knees when you breathe

Em        F#m           G         A     G
Collide with your minds, different colored eyes, only rule is everybody dies

Em     F#m        G           A    C
Polish your palms, wreck your arms and your hell is holding on

♫ Chorus:
             G
Expect to die and you'll survive

         A       G
You're allowed to walk into the fire

        F#m        G
As far as I can tell you hate yourself

        A        G    F#m
You're an easy sell, be sick or well

♫ Solo:

G A G F#m x6