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One More Of Me - John Frusciante
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Tabbed by: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Chords used:
D xx0232
A x02220
[G]Bm [355433]x24432
Em 022000
[D]Now that the [A]day has [G]come
I [Bm]see myself [A]as every[G]one
[D]I am what?s [A]all around [G]me
No, [Bm]nothing it [A]just cannot [G]be
[Bm]Feeling has [A]come from the [G]sun
Like [D]most every[A]thing and every[G]one
What seems [D]lost is free [A]from the [G]force that slowly [D]destroys us
And kills [Em]all matter [Bm]off[A][Em]
[Bm]Well, we don?t [Em]control the [Bm]chance that [A]plays [Em]with us[Bm]
And we [Em]get existence [Bm]back to [A]hurting [Em]others[Bm]
And when we [Em]go the other [Bm]way it?s our[A]selves [Em]we hurt[Bm]
But who [Em]pushes on [Bm]though eventu[A]ally will [Em]see
Every [A]moment?s [Em]first
Every [Bm]moment is first
[G]What?s gone will [D]never come [A]bac[Em]k
But it [G]exists when [D]you think of [A]it[Em]
And [G]what is anyt[D]hing, any[A]wa[Em]y
But a [G]series of [D]things running [Em]through your [Bm]brain
[G]All of the [D]fucked things you [A]do[Em]
Are the [G]product of whats [D]happened to [A]yo[Em]u
[G]Whatever you [D]create from [A]lov[Em]e
Is a [G]gift from the [D]place which some [Em]call a[Bm]bove
There?s [G]only the [D]forces of [Em]hate and [Bm]love
[G]One breaks things [D]down and one [Em]builds them [Bm]up.
One More Of Me - John Frusciante
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Tabbed by: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Chords used:
D xx0232
A x02220
[G]Bm [355433]x24432
Em 022000
[D]Now that the [A]day has [G]come
I [Bm]see myself [A]as every[G]one
[D]I am what?s [A]all around [G]me
No, [Bm]nothing it [A]just cannot [G]be
[Bm]Feeling has [A]come from the [G]sun
Like [D]most every[A]thing and every[G]one
What seems [D]lost is free [A]from the [G]force that slowly [D]destroys us
And kills [Em]all matter [Bm]off[A][Em]
[Bm]Well, we don?t [Em]control the [Bm]chance that [A]plays [Em]with us[Bm]
And we [Em]get existence [Bm]back to [A]hurting [Em]others[Bm]
And when we [Em]go the other [Bm]way it?s our[A]selves [Em]we hurt[Bm]
But who [Em]pushes on [Bm]though eventu[A]ally will [Em]see
Every [A]moment?s [Em]first
Every [Bm]moment is first
[G]What?s gone will [D]never come [A]bac[Em]k
But it [G]exists when [D]you think of [A]it[Em]
And [G]what is anyt[D]hing, any[A]wa[Em]y
But a [G]series of [D]things running [Em]through your [Bm]brain
[G]All of the [D]fucked things you [A]do[Em]
Are the [G]product of whats [D]happened to [A]yo[Em]u
[G]Whatever you [D]create from [A]lov[Em]e
Is a [G]gift from the [D]place which some [Em]call a[Bm]bove
There?s [G]only the [D]forces of [Em]hate and [Bm]love
[G]One breaks things [D]down and one [Em]builds them [Bm]up.
