Kunci Ukulele twenty one pilots – Glowing eyes Versi 1

^DWe all are stranger creatures ^Gthan when we all started out as ^Bmkids, Culture ^Aforbids, ^DWe have romantic fanta^Gsies about what dying truly ^Bmis, To fall off the ^Agrid. ^GWe ^F#live ^Emfor the ^Anight's ^C#deco^Dr, It rev^Bmeals ^Awhat we ^Gdream ^Aof. ^D I know there's someone at the ^Gdoor, They called for help, of this I'm ^Bmsure, But do I ^Awant to say ^Ggoodbye to all the glowing eyes, ^D I'm holding on to what I k^Gnow, And what I know, I must let ^Bmgo, But I would rath^Aer play a son^Gg for the eyes to sing along. ^DWe all know somebody who knows^G somebody who's doing great, ^BmI know some people who know ^Apeople who are flying straight, ^DBut I'll kindly enter in^Gto rooms of depression, ^BmWhile ceiling fans and idle ^Ahands will take my life again. ^GWe ^F#live ^Emfor the ^Anight's ^C#deco^Dr, It rev^Bmeals ^Awhat we ^Gdream ^Aof. ^D I know there's someone at the ^Gdoor, They called for help, of this I'm ^Bmsure, But do I ^Awant to say ^Ggoodbye to all the glowing eyes, ^D I'm holding on to what I k^Gnow, And what I know, I must let ^Bmgo, But I would rath^Aer play a son^Gg for the eyes to sing along. ^BmThis ^Aroom is ^Gfar too ^Ddark ^Bmfor ^Aus to ^Gstay ^Daround, ^BmRed^Aemption's ^Gnot that ^Dfar ^Bmand ^Adarkness is ^Ggoing ^Ddown.

^D I'm holding on to what I k^Gnow, And what I know, I must let ^Bmgo, But I would rath^Aer play a son^Gg for the eyes to sing along. (D G Bm A G) Make them stop. End on D