Kunci Ukulele Kanye West – Ghost town Versi 1

^FSome day, ^D7some day Some day ^Gm7I'll, ^C7I wanna wear a starry ^Fcrown

^FSome day, some day, some day I wanna^Am lay down, like God did, on Sunday ^AmHold up, hold up ^EbSome day, some ^Dmdays, I remembered this on a Sunday^{Gm7 Am} Back ^Bbway, yeah, ^Cway, way^{Gm7 Am7} burn^Bbing, m^Chm-mhm ^FUh, some days, I wanna tel^Aml everybody, Some days I wanna hit the red dot on every^Ebbody Some days, ^Dm7ohh (Heatstroke) Now that I'm ^Gm7livin' ^Amhigh, I'm ^Bbsmokin' ^Cmarijuana Now that I'm ^Gm7livin' ^Amhigh, I do^Bb whateve^Cr I wanna, oh, yeah

^FI've been tryin'^Am to make you love me ^EbBut everyth^Dm7ing I try just ^Gm7takes you further ^Bbfrom me

^FSome day we gon' set it off Some day we gon' ^Amget this off

On a pack of ^EbFentanyl You might think ^Dm7they wrote you off They gon' have to ^Gm7rope me ^Amoff ^BbSomed^Cay the d^Gm7rama'll be^Am gone A^Bbnd they'll play this ^Csong ^Fon and on

Talk like I drank ^Amall the wine Years ahead but way behind I'm on one, two, t^Ebhree, four, five No half-truths, just ^Dm7naked minds Caught between ^Gm7space and time ^BbThis not ^Cwhat we ^Gm7had in ^Ammind But ^Bbmaybe ^Csome ^Fday

^FI've been tryin'^Am to make you love me ^EbBut everyth^Dm7ing I try just ^Gm7takes you further ^Bbfrom me

^FWoah, once again I am a ^Amchild I let it all go, of everything that I ^Ebknow, ye^Dm7ah Of everything that I ^Gm7know,^Am yeah^Bb And ^Cnothing ^Gm7hurts ^Amanymore, ^BbI feel ^Ckinda ^Ffree ^FWe're still the kids we used to ^Ambe, yeah, yeah I put my ^Ebhand on a stove^Dm7, to see if I still bl^Gm7eed ^{Am Bb} Yeah and ^Cnothing ^Gm7hurts ^Amanymore,^Bb I feel kinda ^Ffree ^FWe're still the kids we used to ^Ambe, yeah, yeah I put my ^Ebhand on a stove^Dm7, to see if I still ble^Gm7ed ^{Am Bb} Yeah and ^Cnothing ^Gm7hurts ^Amanymore, ^BbI feel ^Ckinda ^Ffree ^FWe're still the kids we used to ^Ambe, yeah, yeah I put my ^Ebhand on a stove^Dm7, to see if I still ble^Gm7ed ^{Am Bb} Yeah and ^Cnothing ^Gm7hurts ^Amanymore, ^BbI feel ^Ckinda ^Ffree ^N.CWe're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still ble^Gm7ed ^{Am Bb} yeah and ^Cnothing ^Amhurts anymore,^Bb I f^Ceel kinda ^Ffree