Kunci Gitar Set It Off - Bleak December

VERSE

                         Am       C     F   
Gimme, gimme, gimme the truth now

D                            Am     C    F   
I promise I can handle it if you can

     D                            Am         C        F
Cause you've been running from yourself for way too long

D                            Am       C
So give me any reason not to cut you out

                   F    D
..You're far too gone, yeah

Am                      C
Watch you pretend you know it all

F                 D
Shift any blame aside

Am                  C
Vending the victim when it sells

            F              D
How do you even sleep at night?

       D
As I drive and drive

CHORUS
         Am      F        C              G
In that bleak December, you're just too cold

       Am        F       C         G
But I need the answer, before you fold

            F               G
You would hold your cards inside your chest

   G#               Am                    F       Em
I think I drove too far for that bleak December

                           Am   C   F
And how full of shit you are,
D                       Am    C    F   D
how full of shit you are

VERSE

I really really really wanna know you
And not the fifty fucking personalities inside your skull
If you'd stop trying to steal the spotlight and steal the show
Then maybe you would have a better chance of not dying alone
So I hit the road

CHORUS

In that bleak December, you're just too cold
But I need the answer, before you fold
You would hold your cards inside your chest
I think I drove too far for that bleak December
And how full of shit you are

BRIDGE
     F        G     Am    
Now what are you to me

 C                 F       G         Am      
But a fly inside a web of lies you weave

 C                   F          G       Am     
You're not fooling anyone, not you, not me

C                     F
So I wonder how you stay alive

Em
When all I do is freeze

CHORUS

In that bleak December, you're just too cold
But I need the answer, before you fold
You would hold your cards inside your chest
I think I drove too far for that bleak December

In that bleak December, you're just too cold
But I need the answer, before you fold
You would hold your cards inside your chest
I think I drove too far for that bleak December
And how full of shit you are