Song: 7 Words

Band: Deftones
Composed By: Abe Cunningham, Chi Cheng, Stephen Carpenter

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Date: Wed, 6 Dec 1995 15:52:15 -0800 (PST)
From: James Albers 
Subject: 7_words.tab (Deftones)

7 Words-Deftones
Riff 1
e||--------------------------||    Bass Riff
b||--------------------------||
G||--------------------------||------------------||
D||--9-9-999-9---9-9-999-9---||--0^2 0------0----||
A||--7-7-777-7---8-8-888-8---||--------0-11---1--||
D||--------------------------||-----(2)----------||

         Riff 2    |..3....  |....4....
e||--0--||-----------------||----------||
b||--0--||-----------------||--11~~~~--||
G||--0--||--------10~~~~~--||----------||
D||--0--||--2--------------||----------||
A||--0--||--2--------------||----------||
D||--2--||--2--------------||----------||



    

Fill 1			Riff 3
e||----------------||---------------------||
b||----------------||---------------------||
G||----------------||---------------------||
D||--2-2-2--2-2-2--||--------3-3-2---2-3--||
A||--2-2-2--2-2-2--||--0-2---1-1-0---0-1--||
D||--2-2-2--2-2-2--||--0-2-2--------------||
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I'll never be the same breakin' decency
Don't be tree trunk don't fall on my leg roots(?)
I've been hunting too many words-got a weak self esteem
That's pissed off the way from every single tree(?)
But there's something else that brought us feece(?)
Keep it all inside until we feel we can unleash
I think that you made it up I think that your mind is gone
I think that you should be glorified now you're god(?)!

Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Suck it bitch!

I'm here alone face flat along at the edge of the glass 
But I'm not here to preach I'm just sick of the racial(?)
My parents knew me strong to let go of that glass 
So why should I try I clack like I'm low as hell(?)
Before that shit that needs to stay back in the shelves
Your punk-ass made it up and your fuckin' mind is gone
You shouldn't never been glorified now you're god(?)!

Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Suck bitch!

You don't know me-Shut up you don't know me 
Squeal like a pig when you break fuckin break fuckin neck(?)
Well I'll tell you bout my balls scratch what's coming back jack we'll 
turn back
Girls(?) for any words whether not your fuckin I'm makin' no sense what 
coming is the jubilla(?) I'm really stoppin' naughty(?) an' most anybody 
so thinkin of me by now but yer the rabbit and I can't think for who I am 
n' shit I below where'll it be 
'Cause we cannot give back those lives

We exist two thing understand 
Lot hates black sheeps an' all the purge
Mr P I G could I fuckin see 
Show ID don't crushed all my bothers yeah ya do
And to the jury can't be no turners on my skin this color
Does that mean I'm burned
Cause your punk-ass made it up and your fuckin' mind was gone
Shouldn't never glorified god(?)!

Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Fuck you bitch! Fuck.

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This is a bad-ass song! I transcribed the lyrics cause I liked the song 
so much. This song is easier to play in EADGbe but their is that one note 
in  Riff 3 that required Dropped D.  I dunno maybe they downtune during the 
"Shut up you don't know me ..." part. Ah well, have fun.
James

View Just Lyrics...

I'll never be the same, breaking decency
Don't be tree trunk; don't fall on my living roots
I've been humming too many words, got weak self-esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's something else that brought us fees
Keep it all inside until we feel we can't unleash
I think that you made it up; I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified; now you're wrong

Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck it, bitch

You and me are here alone, face flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach; I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shell?
Because your punk ass made it up, your fucking mind was gone
Should've never glorified; now you're right

Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck

You don't know me; shut up; you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you big fuckin', big fuckin', ah

Well, I'll tell you about my smoke stack
What's coming back, Jack
We'll turn back
Curse for in their words in their words
Tell them that you fucking heard
I mean, they know that's what's coming, nigga, and you're a quitter
I thinking 'bout something naughty and won't tell anybody
So thinking of me by now, but you go grab it
I'd like to think for who I down this shit
I belong where they be 'cause we can not get back those lives

We exist to cease, understand
That God hates blacks, shades, and all the players
Mr. P.I.G 'cause I fuckin' see
Sure already done crushed all of my brothers dignity
And to the jury can't be no turn is all; my skin looks colored
Does that mean I'm burnt
'Cause your punk-ass made it up; your fuckin' mind was gone
Should've never glorified
Wrong

Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck with my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
You bad, boy

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