Chord Gitar Shinedown - Dance, Kid, Dance

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Tanpa perlu muter-muter cari panduan yang bikin bingung, di sini kamu bisa langsung menemukan chord gitar Dance, Kid, Dance yang dipopulerkan oleh Shinedown. Kami memastikan format tampilannya rapi dan mudah dibaca lewat layar HP maupun laptop. Pilihan akordnya sangat aman buat jari-jari yang belum terbiasa dengan kunci keras. Tak usah buang waktu lagi, siapkan gitarmu dan mari kita mulai genjrengan lagu ini bersama-sama!

Chord yang digunakan:

AmGCFDmEmABmDF#mB

Kecepatan35 px/detik

Intro : Am..

Am        G
 mind clouded, losing vision
C
 thoughts racing
F
but the head won't listen
Am        G
 add it up, it's just division
C                 F
 nails scratching down
a chalkboard prison

Am          G
 who are you contemplated
C              F
 your personality will be rated
Am         G
 bad impressions don't debate it
C               F
 hate to love it, love to hate it

Am
dance, kid, dance..
Am
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 F                             Dm
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Am
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 G
  that's how they made me..

 F                       Dm
  my education's wearing off
                         Am
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 G
  that's what you're built for..

     F
 the fever might put you
      Dm
 in a trance..
         Em 
 but the pills'll make you dance

Int. Am Dm A Dm
     Am Dm A Dm

Am           G
 school bells sеal the borders
C             F
 playground's in complete disorder
Am           G
 call it hell, call it mortar
C             F
 a side hustle, doctor's orders

Am
dance, kid, dance..
Am
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 F                             Dm
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Am
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 G
  that's how they made me..

 F                       Dm
  my education's wearing off
                         Am
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 G
  that's what you're built for

     F
 the fever might put you
      Dm
 in a trance..
         Em 
 but the pills'll make you dance

Int. Am Dm A Dm
     Am Dm A Dm
             (pick it up!)

Music : F Dm Am G
        F Dm Am G

Am
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 F                             Dm
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Am
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 G
  that's how they made me..

 F                       Dm
  my education's wearing off
                         Am
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 G
  that's what you're built for

     F
 the fever might put you
      Dm
 in a trance..
         Em 
 but the pills'll make you
 the pills'll make you dance..

Outro : Am Dm Am   Dm
               the pills'll
                 Am   Dm Am Dm
        make you dance..
        Am Dm Am Dm
        Am Dm Am Dm

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===ORIGINAL CHORD===
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Intro : Bm..

Bm        A
 mind clouded, losing vision
D
 thoughts racing
G
but the head won't listen
Bm        A
 add it up, it's just division
D                 G
 nails scratching down
a chalkboard prison

Bm          A
 who are you contemplated
D              G
 your personality will be rated
Bm         A
 bad impressions don't debate it
D               G
 hate to love it, love to hate it

Bm
dance, kid, dance..
Bm
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 G                             Em
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Bm
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 A
  that's how they made me..

 G                       Em
  my education's wearing off
                         Bm
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 A
  that's what you're built for..

     G
 the fever might put you
      Em
 in a trance..
         F#m
 but the pills'll make you dance

Int. Bm Em B Em
     Bm Em B Em

Bm           A
 school bells sеal the borders
D             G
 playground's in complete disorder
Bm           A
 call it hell, call it mortar
D             G
 a side hustle, doctor's orders

Bm
dance, kid, dance..
Bm
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 G                             Em
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Bm
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 A
  that's how they made me..

 G                       Em
  my education's wearing off
                         Bm
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 A
  that's what you're built for

     G
 the fever might put you
      Em
 in a trance..
         F#m
 but the pills'll make you dance

Int. Bm Em B Em
     Bm Em B Em
             (pick it up!)

Music : G Em Bm A
        G Em Bm A

Bm
dance, kid, dance..

Reff :
 G                             Em
  my social skills are wearing off
                     Bm
 my phobias are at a loss
 don't call me crazy..
 A
  that's how they made me..

 G                       Em
  my education's wearing off
                         Bm
 my generation's getting soft
 brain sick and so bored..
 A
  that's what you're built for

     G
 the fever might put you
      Em
 in a trance..
         F#m
 but the pills'll make you
 the pills'll make you dance..

Outro : Bm Em Bm   Em
               the pills'll
                 Bm   Em Bm Em
        make you dance..
        Bm Em Bm Em
        Bm Em Bm Em

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