Chords with lyrics
SERENADING IN THE TRENCHES - Sondre Lerche
From "Pleasure" LP - 2017
Tuning : DADGBe
G/DG/D 055430:
C#m7b5C#m7b5 x4545x:
D7D7 05453x:
Gmaj7/B x25432:
Bbdim7Bbdim7 x12020:
D9D9 05455x:
Gdim7Gdim7 x45353:
G/DG/D
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were burning a flag
D7D7 G/DG/D
and you were biding your time
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were biding your time
D7D7 D9D9
and you were biding your time and you were biding your time
G/DG/D C#m7b5C#m7b5
Tripped on my compass as I fled on foot
D7D7 Gmaj7/B
Shed all my luggage, all your fuck-me-boots
Bbdim7Bbdim7 Am7Am7
Cute as a button on a wounded high horse
D7D7 D9D9
Sink into the quicksand of desire and remorse
G/DG/D
Pissed off and juiced up, with my back to the wall
D7D7 G/DG/D
Blindfolded, eager to give into the fall
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Stripped of the structures that boggled my mind
D7D7 D9D9
Sink into the quicksand, making up for lost time
G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna pretend we’re dead
D7D7 G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna make love in stead
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Cute-ass casualties, clueless come-ons
D7D7 D9D9
Our aborted mission, our self-indulgence
G/DG/D
Bled out from paper cuts all over the news
D7D7 G/DG/D
Softened the bruises with a one-sided truce
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Stripped of our passions, in a lukewarm embrace
D7D7 D9D9
Sink into the quicksand of stale dignity and grace
G/DG/D
Keep it up, keep on, try keeping up with myself
D7D7 G/DG/D
Old ideas, splinters, put that shit on the shelf
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Slumbering limbo, laurels resting on me
D7D7 D9D9
Sink into the quicksand of a ruthless memory
G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna pretend we’re dead
D7D7 G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna make love in stead
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Cute-ass casualties, clueless come-ons
D7D7 D9D9
Our aborted mission, our self-indulgence
G/DG/D C#m7b5C#m7b5
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
D7D7 Gmaj7/B
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were biding your time
Bbdim7Bbdim7 Am7Am7
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were biding your time
G+G
and you were biding your time and you were biding your time
G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna pretend we’re dead
D7D7 G/DG/D
Serenading in the trenches / Do you wanna make love in stead
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Cute-ass casualties, clueless come-ons
D7D7 D9D9
Our aborted mission, our self-indulgence
G/DG/D
Oh what a beautiful boy child
D7D7 G/DG/D
Oh boy, the man of my dreams
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7
Oh what a big boy, what a boy child
D7D7 D9D9
Oh man, oh boy, what a dream
G/DG/D D7D7 G/DG/D
Oh boy, you’re preaching to the wrong choir I know what’s up, my time is up
Gdim7Gdim7 Am7Am7 D7D7 D9D9