100 Years

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Intro 1]
[D][G][D][C][G][D]

[Verse 1]
[D]I believe in you and
in our [Em]hearts we know [D]the truth and
I believe in [C]love [G]and [Em]the darker it [G]gets,
the [D]more I do
Try and fill us with [G]your hate and
we will [Bm]shine [D]a light
And the days will [Dm]be come en[C]dl[Dm]ess and ne[G]ver,
[D]and never tur[Dm]n to nig[D]ht
And [G]never, [D]and never turn to nig[Bb]ht[G]

[Verse 2]
[F]Then it's just too much,
I [G]cannot get you close enough
A [D]hundred arms, a hundred years,
you can always find me [Dm]here
And [F]lord, don't let me break this,
[G]let me hold you lightly
Give [D]me arms to pray with instead of
ones that hold too tightly
[C]

[Verse 3]
[G][D]
We have no need to [G]fight
We raise [D]our [Em]voices [C]and[D]
[Dm]let our [G]hearts take [D]flight
Get higher than those planes can fly
Where the stars do not take [G]sides[Dm]

[Verse 4]
[F]Then it's just too much,
I [G]cannot get you close enough
A [D]hundred arms, a hundred years,
you can always find me here
And [F]lord, don't let me break this,
[G]let me hold you lightly
[D]Give me arms to pray with instead
of ones that hold too tightly

[Verse 5]
And [F]then it's just too much,
[G]the streets, they still run with blood
A [D]hundred arms, a hundred years,
you can always find me here
And [Dm]lord, don't [F]let me break this,
[G]let me hold you lightly
[D]Give me arms to pray [Dm]with instead
of ones that hold too tightly

[Verse 6]
I [Dm]let him [G]sleep, and as he does
My held [Dm]breath fills the room with [F]blood
Hurts in [C]ways I can't describe
[Dm]My heart bends and breaks so many,[Am]
many [C]times
And is born [G]again with each sunrise
[Dm]And [F]is b[C]or[Dm]n again with each sun

[Interlude 1]
rise
[C][G][D][Dm]
[F][G][D][Dm]
[F][G][Dm]
Fu[F]nerals were held all

[Verse 7]
over [G]the city
The youth [Dm]bleed in the square
And women [F]raged as old men
fumbled [G]and cried
[Dm]We're sorry,
we thought you didn't care
And how does [F]it feel now
[G]you've scratched that itch?
[Dm]How does it feel?
[F]Pulled out all your [G]stitches
[Dm]Cuteness is a bitch

[Verse 8]
[Dm]A hundred [F]arm[G]s, a hundred years[Dm]
[C]A h[G]und[Bdim]red arm [Dm]s,[Bb][Dm][G]
a hundred [Dm]years[C][G][Bdim][Dm]

[Verse 9]
And then [F]it's just too much,
[G]the streets, they still run with blood
A [Dm]hundred arms, a hun[G]dred years,
[Dm]you can always find me here
[F]And lord, don't let me break this,
let [G]me hold [C]you lightly
[Dm]Give me arms to pray with instead
of ones that hold too tightly, [F]yeah

[Verse 10]
[F]Oh, [G]oh,[Dm][D][Bdim][Dm][Am][F]
[G]oh[Dm][F]
[G]
[Dm](hundred, hundred years)

[Outro 1]
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