Scarecrow (ft. Buckshot) — аккорды для пианино
Аккорды:
Cm
Eb
Gm
Dm
Вступление
Cm Eb Gm Dm /*4р*/
Припев
Cm Eb
Well, bitch, I'm a scarecrow, so I can't feel nothing
Gm Dm
Yelling at the sunset, light myself on fire
Cm Eb
Haunted Mound, scarecrows in the cornfield
Gm Dm
Throwing a molotov (Molotov)
Cm Eb
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow, rockin' my Trueys
Gm Dm
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
Cm Eb
I'm a real scarecrow
Gm Dm
Yeah, I'm a real scarecrow
Куплет
Cm Eb
I'm a scarecrow stuck in my wicked scarecrow ways
Gm Dm
All or nothing, this them "all or nothing" days
Cm Eb
Posted in the cornfield like a scarecrow with my haunted boys
Gm Dm
Smoke so many cancer sticks, she top me, damn, she say it burn
Cm Eb
AK in my pocket, pull it out like Mary Poppins
Gm Dm
We got dumb long musket cutters just like Davy Crockett
Cm Eb
Got you screaming "mother", just like Danzig
Gm Dm
By the old-ass willow tree, burlap mask still creepin'
Cm Eb
Daytime nightmares, you better beware
Gm Dm
Scarecrow shawty, I'ma call up Buckshot
Cm Eb
Riding a black hearse through my forest
Gm Dm
Wood still burning, posted up like a scarecrow
Припев
Cm Eb
Well, bitch, I'm a scarecrow, so I can't feel nothing
Gm Dm
Yelling at the sunset, light myself on fire
Cm Eb
Haunted Mound, scarecrows in the cornfield
Gm Dm
Throwing a molotov (Molotov)
Cm Eb
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow, rockin' my Trueys
Gm Dm
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
Cm Eb
I'm a real scarecrow
Gm Dm
Yeah, I'm a real scarecrow
Куплет
Cm Eb
Moon eclipses, sun illuminated through my eyes
Gm Dm
Flock of birds dropping dead, raining from the sky
Cm Eb
Broken down sawmill still ripping through my mind
Gm Dm
Candle wax dripping down, bleeding on the shrine
Cm
Scarecrow, scarecrow, I'm a real scarecrow
Eb
Talking to myself when I'm walking on the railroad
Gm
Hit the dead end, finally found out where the path go
Dm
I've been up for days, tryna kick it with my shadow
Cm
Broken down, broken down, alone in a ghost town
Eb
Backing on your steps, but you don't know where to go now
Gm
Paranoia pushing through, holding on to hope
Dm
Nothing really matters when you’re lost on a dirt road
Cm Eb
Born in the field, I'm a child of the corn
Gm Dm
I stayed up for three weeks, staying up for three more
Cm Eb
Fuck a real-life, Haunted Mound live in lore
Gm Dm
Dead dog farm, blood red barn door
Припев
Cm Eb
Well, bitch, I'm a scarecrow, so I can't feel nothing
Gm Dm
Yelling at the sunset, light myself on fire
Cm Eb
Haunted Mound, scarecrows in the cornfield
Gm Dm
Throwing a molotov (Molotov)
Cm Eb
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow, rockin' my Trueys
Gm Dm
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
Cm Eb
I'm a real scarecrow
Gm Dm
Yeah, I'm a real scarecrow