Buckets chords by Skybox

Artist: Skybox
Album: Morning After Cuts

D A G A?

D                                                            A
                                     G
Well I was sinkin into your veins.  I’m a vessel without a sea.  You can sink me with
you satire, when
            A                                              D
                              A                                              G
you’re tryin to set me free.  Well I can get ya with your hate.  I can get ya with your
rules.  You can fix
                                                      A
me with your sentiment.  You can break me with your truth.
        D                                  A
            G                                   A                     D
And I can bring you a bucket of shame.  To throw your cares away.  All messed up inside.
 And I might
          A                                          G
            A
come back someday.  When we’re old and grey, I come back someday.

Piano ditty - D A G A? (again slower like, perhaps finger pickin or something like that,
whatever floats your boat)


D-A-G-A
Well I can curse you with a chord.  I can heal you when you bleed.  I can fill you with
my logic.  I can kill you with my greed.  And I can bring you a bucket of shame.  To
throw your cares away.  All messed up inside.  And I might come back someday.  When
we’re old an grey, I come back someday.

D                                                               A
             B                                  E?
You’re lies are a shelter from the endless rain, on the endless road.  There is no
reason here, we’re all
G                         A
insane, we’re all inspired.

And I can bring you a bucket of shame.  To throw your cares away.  All messed up inside.
 And I might come back someday.  When we’re old an grey, I come back someday.