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Capotraste 7ª casa

Tom: G
Intro: G     Cadd9 G     Cadd9 G     Cadd9 G   D

Verso 1:
G
27 years, 27 years old
                                             Cadd9
Only thing I know, the only thing that I get told

I gotta sell out if I want to get sold
G                           D
Don't want the devil to be taking my soul
G
I write songs that come from the heart
                                                   Cadd9
I don't give a fuck if they get in to the chart, or not

Only way I can be, is to say what I see
G    
And have no shadow hanging over me

Refrão:
D
I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run
C                                        G            Cadd9  G
'Cause, running's the thing I've always done
         D
I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done
C                                        G            Cadd9  G          D  
I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun

Verso 2:
G
27 years, 27 years now,
                                            Cadd9
Only thing I know, I know that I don't know how

To please everybody all of the time
G                                 D
'Cause everybody always fucking changing their mind
G
A little bit faded and a little bit jaded
                                     C
Not gonna stop and I won't be persuaded
 
To write words I can't believe in,
G
To see my face on a video screen

Refrão:
D
I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run
C                                        G            Cadd9  G
'Cause, running's the thing I've always done
         D
I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done
C
I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun

Ponte:
ooh....
(Em   D/F# G     C     G   D) 2x

Em
27 years, 27 years done
G                      
Written 600 songs, only 12 get sung
C
87,000 cigarettes have passed through these lungs and
G                           D
Every single day I wish I'd never smoked one
Em                                              D/F#
A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut
G            
8 years sleeping, I'm still tired when I wake up
C
A whole year eating and I still lost weight fuck
G                        D
5 proper girlfriends and 5 messy breakups
Em
27 birthdays, 27 new years
G 
30,000 quid, just so I could have a few beers
Am
Ever dying old hopes, ever growing new fears
D
Don't know where I'm going, but I know how I got here

Refrão:
C
Don't know where I'm running but I know how to run
C                                               G      Cadd9  G
'Cause, running's the thing I've always done
        D
I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done
C                                                 G      Cadd9  G
I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun

        D
I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done
      C
I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun