Orla Gartland - Red Brick Paradise Chords [Verse] Bb Find your diaries Bb Pull apart the plastic, let’s get all nostalgic Dm C We should think about Bb When we were 15, wondering what it all means Dm Gm Am And we still don’t know Bb Garden shed talk Am Bb Trying to shake the week off, smoking on a see-saw Dm C Never think about Bb Anything at all outside of our little world Dm Gm Am Bb And all the 10 guys, go out with the 10 girls C Bb I wanna know why C We let the whole thing pass us by [Chorus] F C F I don’t want to know what fear feels like Bb No I just wanna live forever C F In this red brick paradise F C F I don’t ever wanna know what real life feels like Gm Bb No I just wanna live forever C# C F In this red brick paradise [Verse] Bb Am Bb Every friday, someone’s in a right state Bb Gotta learn the hard way Dm C Bb Only think about pulling all-nighters, Bb Can I borrow your lighter Bb 4 cans for a fiver Dm C Shit, I miss it Bb Am Bb No one wants to stay here Bb Am But no ones want to leave Bb I think we’ll be in trouble if we burst our lil bubble Gm Am I don’t know what to believe Bb To believe C To believe [Chorus] F C F I don’t want to know what fear feels like Gm Bb No I just wanna live forever C F C In this red brick paradise F C F I don’t ever wanna know what real life feels like Gm Bb No I just wanna live forever C# C F In this red brick paradise [Bridge] F One night, when it got dark F Eb I went back to our park F and oh dear Eb It was awkward, and it felt weird F So I got up, and walked round Eb To your house & the church grounds F There was no one, to call for Eb F So I just knocked on my own door Eb Oh I just knocked on my own door [Chorus] F C F I don’t want to know what fear feels like Gm Bb No I just wanna live forever C F Gm Am Bb In this red brick paradise F C F I don’t ever wanna know what real life feels like Gm Bb No I just wanna live forever C# C F In this red brick paradise F F Eb F Eb This red brick paradise [Outro] F One night, when it got dark Eb I went back to our park F and it felt wrong. Eb That life went on, when we were gone
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