The Shit That You Hate Chords

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Song: The Shit that you Hate
Artist: Bomb The Music Industry!
Album: Vacation (2011)
Tabbed by: Looklookjamie@hellokitty.com


Fm     Am            Fm       Bb
My telephone's been abuzz all morning 
Dm               Bb     Dm            Bb
and I don't know who is trying to get through. 
Fm         Am          Dm               Bb
I did some shit that I should have done smarter, 
Dm           Bb        Dm    Bb        
but they get away with everything 
     Dm              Bb     
so I thought I could get away too. 

Fm          Am             Fm        Bb
Down in the gulf there's a black sea-monster 
Dm                 Bb      Dm             Bb
and my crime ain't huge, a world-tattered cube 
       Fm     Am           Dm        Bb
that I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker. 
Dm             Bb         Dm           Bb
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes because 
Dm                       Bb
they get away with everything that they do. 

F                 G                   Am                    Bbm
So hold onto your home. It's shaky, I know, but if you flee trash will follow.
    Bb                          Em                        F
the winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again. 

Fm             Am                Fm        Bb
Oh, the office called. You're in deep deep trouble. 
Dm              Bb            Dm       Bb
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful 
Fm                 Am        Dm        Bb
and you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful. 
Dm         Bb     Dm         Bb
And nobody cares. We all got sorrows, 

F                 G                  Am                 Bbm
so hold onto your home and onto your hope. Sorrow don't answer problems. 

F      Am           Dm     Bb
Nobody cares. We're all in trouble.
    Dm            G          C 
The shit that you hate don't make you special. 
    F             Am         Dm       Bb
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
    Dm            G          C
The shit that you hate don't make you special.   (repeat)