Tag: Days N’ Daze

  • CHORDS: Dear Me, Days N\’ Daze – No One In This Town on Piano & Ukulele

    These are No One In This Town chords by Dear Me, Days N\’ Daze on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
    [Intro]
    C                     
    i think that this time 
               G
    I\'m gonna hop the 
    next train
        Am            F 
    and rise to this god
               C
     forsaken place
               G    
    cos i got no one
              Am   F
     in this town
    C                   
    swear to fking god 
            G
    gonna do it this time
          Am              
    gonna pack my bags and
      F         C
     I\'m not gonna
    G            F
    say good bye
    C             G  
    cos I got no one 
             Am   F
    in this town
    C         G           Am  F
    I got no one in this town
    
    [Verse 1]
    C                    
    cos I\'m pretty scared 
                     G
    of my mental health
    G                        
    but actually fck it I\'ll 
      Am                   F
    grab my gun off the shelf
    F                C      
    cos i swear one day that
                  G
     I\'ll end it all
    G                      
    but for now i just bash 
        Am
    my brains in this wall
    F                  
    cos i never really
                   C   G
     wanted you to call
    G                     Am  
    love is just a magic trick
               F
     to us all
    F                C     
    i\'ve had no one around
                          G
     so ill just drink it all 
    till i cant no more
    Am                    
    i hope they don\'t find 
         F          Am
    my body on the shore
    
    [Chorus]
    Am                      
    new friends see me while 
         F
    my old friends left
    C                   
    and my ex girlfriend 
      G
    ignores my text
    Am                
    my new boots ain\'t 
         F
    so new no more
    C                       
    and you can you ask whos 
           G                Am
    left of running out of breath
    Am             F      
    cos ive got no one in 
           C  G
    this town
    Am                F
    ive got no on in this
    
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    [Verse 2]
    C                    
    theres not a lot here 
             G
    for me here anymore
    Am                    
    remember when we used 
           F
    to kick it at the corner store
    C                   G
    exchanging money off the
     college kids
                   Am
    for a couple MD 20/20s
         F
    getting hammered was
     all we ever did
    C
    but we had fun
    G                        
    fly insides and screaming
             Am
     at the top of our lungs
          F
    in the traffic couple
     heathens
      C
    and you swore you\'d
     never slow down
       G
    but i guess you needed rest
    Am                  
    before i follow suit
                  F
     i\'ll hit the 10 and
     ramble less
    
    [Bridge]
    C                     
    i think that this time
               G
     I\'m gonna hop
     the next train
        Am            F 
    and rise to this god 
               C
    forsaken place
           G        
    cos i got no one 
              Am   F
    in this town
    C                   
    swear to fking god
            G
     gonna do it this time
          Am          
    gonna pack my bags 
          F         C
    and I\'m not gonna
    G            F
    say good bye
    
    [Outro]
    C             G    
    cos I got no one in
           Am   F
     this town
    C         G           Am  F
    I got no one in this town
    
  • Days N\’ Daze – Addvice Piano & Ukulele Chord Progression and Tab

    Days N\’ Daze – Addvice Piano & Ukulele Chord Progression and Tab

    This is the chords of Addvice by Days N\’ Daze on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

    [Intro]
    D Bm G [x3]

    [Verse 1]
    D
    I try to be an optimist
    Bm                                G
    But my glass is always bone dry
    D
    So, I gotta fill it up or get high to get by
    Bm
    To just try to tiptoe the tightrope
    G
    This pessimism’s a disease
    D                                     Bm
    When depression and apathy sets in
    G
    A complete lack of all motivation
    D                                                 Bm
    To reach any goal dig deeper the hole
    G
    We\’ve dug with distraction and give in to a vice
    D Bm G
    D Bm G
    D Bm G

    [Verse 2]
    D
    When it\’s hard to wake up
    Bm
    Hard to function
    G             G
    Hard to cope
    D                         Bm
    Without a six pack
    G                                     G
    A bag of weed or a bump of coke
    D                         Bm
    We\’ve lost autonomy
    G
    And depleted all our dopamine
    D                                     Bm
    Now the world does seem a dreary place
    G
    Devoid of any hope without a vice

    [Chorus]
    (D, Bm)
    A             G             D             Bm
    We poison ourselves and don\’t think twice
    A                         G                           D                         Bm
    About the consequence when the crutches feel so nice
    A                                                 G
    When we put band aids on our bullet wounds we
    Bm Bm A A D
    Subtract good add vice
    D Bm G
    D Bm G
    D Bm G

    [Bridge]
    D
    When we decide to stop
    Can’t go cold Turkey
    Bm                         G                         D
    Cause you\’re left with a brain all out of wack
    D                         Bm
    Though it can be a quick hazy
    A
    Saunter down to rock bottom
    G
    It\’s a long road back
    D             Bm                         A
    There ain\’t no seatbelts on this wagon
    G                                                 D
    With every speed bump were launched back
    D                                     Bm
    To square one where we tell ourselves
    G
    That well do better tomorrow
    D                                     Bm                         G
    We tell ourselves promise ourselves that we\’ll do better tomorrow
    (I\’m not sure that I\’ll be any better tomorrow)
    D                         Bm                         G
    We tell ourselves Lie to ourselves that we\’ll do better tomorrow
    (I\’m not sure that I\’ll be any stronger tomorrow)
    D                                     Bm                         G
    We tell ourselves promise ourselves that we\’ll do better tomorrow
    (I\’m not sure that I wanna wake up tomorrow)

    [Pre-Chorus]
    D Bm A
    Sooner those tomorrows cease to come
    G D
    When you live anchored to a vice

    [Chorus]
    (D, Bm)
    A G D Bm
    We poison ourselves and don\’t think twice
    A G D Bm
    About the consequence when the crutches feel so nice
    A G
    When we put band aids on our bullet wounds we
    Bm Bm A A D
    Subtract good add vice

    [Chorus]
    (D, Bm)
    A G D Bm
    We poison ourselves and don\’t think twice
    A G D Bm
    About the consequence when the crutches feel so nice
    A G
    When we put band aids on our bullet wounds we
    Bm Bm A A D
    Subtract good add vice

    [Outro]
    D Bm G D

  • CHORDS: Days N\’ Daze – Law And Justice Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    CHORDS: Days N\’ Daze – Law And Justice Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    These are Law And Justice chords by Days N\’ Daze on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.

    [Intro]
    Am F Am F
    Am F Am Dm
    
    [Verse 1]
    Am
    Don\'t you help
     your 
    fellow man
    F
    Or else they\'ll
     throw 
    you in the pen
    Am
    Never spread the 
    wealth around
    F
    Keep it in the 1%
    Am
    To keep the power
     in 
    their hands
    F
    The wealthy must 
    control the bread
    Am
    So even if the 
    market\'s dead
    Dm        
    It\'s not your 
    place to 
           Am
    keep them fed
    
    

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    [Chorus]
     Am
    When did helping 
    people out
    F
    Become a fucking
     crime?
    Am F
    Am
    It seems that 
    every day
    F
    We lose another 
    basic right
    Am  Dm  Am
    
    [Instrument]
    Am F Am F
    Am F Am Dm
    
    [Verse 2]
    Am
    Another badge is
     issued
    F
    And another pig is
     born
    Am
    A pistol toting 
    sycophant
    F
    To keep the people 
    torn
    Am
    A foot soldier for 
    the wealthy
    F
    Used to herd 
    consuming 
    sheep
    Am
    A free mind is
     the 
    greatest threat
    Dm    
    To baneful 
    pockets 
      Am
    deep
    
    
    [Chorus]
    Am
    So sad that thinking
     differently\'s
    F
    Become a fucking
     crime
    Am F
    Am
    And that money\'s
     more
     important
    F
    Than our basic
     human
     rights
    Am   Dm   Am
    
    [Outro]
    Am F Am F
    Am F Am Dm