Tuning: E A D G B E

"Has This Hit?" by the King himself. Enjoy! (@oslal) (N.C = No Chords) [Chords] : e|---0---------------------------------| B|---0---------------------------------| G|---0----------------0--------0-------| D|---2----------------2--------2-------| A|---3-------3--------3--------3-------| E|---0-------4--------1--------2-------| Cmaj7 Cmaj9 Cmaj11 Cmaj7/Gb e|------------------5-------3----------| B|---8------10------5-------3----------| G|---9------9-------5-------4----------| D|---9------10------5-------3----------| A|------------------7-------5----------| E|---8------8-----4-5-------3----------| Em/C Am/C Am7 G7 [Part 1]

^Cmaj7 Another disappointed ^Cmaj9soul Well I ^Cmaj11tried, ^Cmaj7/Gb I tried to ^Cmaj11keep it in con^Cmaj7trol Well ^Cmaj7I, I will end up on the ^Cmaj9dole It's my ^Cmaj11life, and^Cmaj7/Gb I'll ^Cmaj11fall into that ^Cmaj7goal

And well ^Cmaj7Blue you've got me on the ^Cmaj9go But don't ^Cmaj11worry, ^Cmaj7/Gb ^Cmaj11 you'll never ^Cmaj7know And your ^Cmaj7eyes, they're never ^Cmaj9cold To ^Cmaj11me, well at ^Cmaj7/Gbleast, that's ^Cmaj11what I've been ^Cmaj7told

And ^Cmaj7girl, you made my ^Cmaj9dreams come true It’s all a ^Cmaj11clue, that ^Cmaj7/Gbit was ^Cmaj11all for ^Cmaj7you My ^Cmaj7self is still ^Cmaj9waiting in queue It’s ^Cmaj11all that ^Cmaj7/GbI, ^Cmaj11 ^Cmaj7well all I want to do

^Cmaj7I know when I look into the sky, There is no meaning ^N.CGirl I’m the only one believing, And that there’s nothing to believe in ^N.CI’m dreaming, My aspirations got a ceiling, Well I’m constantly cleaning, The scars of your dealings

^Cmaj7And well my guts are on the ^Cmaj9floor, For you to ^Cmaj11adore me^Cmaj7/Gb, ^Cmaj11 ^Cmaj7And all that I could be And ^Cmaj7see, girl, what I ^Cmaj9say, On ^Cmaj11the hori^Cmaj7/Gbzon, The ^Cmaj11skies are ^Cmaj7grey, The skies are ^Cmaj7grey

[Part 2] Em/C Am/C Am7 G7 Em/C Em/C Am/C Am7 G7 Em/C

^Em/C(Has ^Am/Cthis ^Am7hit?^G7) ^Em/C See girl I ^Em/Cwish it hit, ^Am/C You know ^Am7I wish ^G7it ^Em/Chit You see I’m ^Em/Ctired every ^Am/Cnight, ^Am7 See things ^G7never seem ^Em/Cquite right I’m never ^Em/Cfully content,^Am/C I wish ^Am7it w^G7ork^Em/Ced and went ^Em/CWell for once, ^Am/CBut if you’re a cunt and people are cunts, ^Am7They pull stunts ^G7to stunt your ^Em/Cprogress ^Em/CBut know it’s slow to ^Am/Cdigest, ^Am7 T^G7he ^Em/Cway your insides stress ^Em/CYou’re not blessed,^Am/C You’re definitely not ^Am7blessed ^G7 ^Em/C I don’t ^Em/Cdeserve history ^Am/Crepeating itself, I always ^Am7see myself getting ^G7picked ^Em/Cup and left back on the shelf ^Em/CAgain and again and ^Am/Cagain and again, You're ^Am7not my ^G7pen,^Em/C You're my paper You're ^Em/Cnot my ^Am/Cheart, ^Am7 ^G7 ^Em/CYou're its breaker ^Am7 ^G7 ^Em/C ^Am7You'^G7re ^Em/Cits breaker ^Am7 ^G7 ^Em/C

King Krule - Has this hit