Atlas Genius - Back seat

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^F#mI'll sell you a^Bm feeling, a^Dh ah ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a mea^Bmning, ah ah^D ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a f^Bmeeling, ah ah^D ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a m^Bmeaning, ah a^Dh ah ^EOh, whoa

^F#mUse that door^{Bm D}Words like k^Enives that no longer cut ^F#mThe world infla^Bmtes, so small a^Dnymore we could fa^Ell through the grate ^F#mWe've got tim^Bme ^DGonna waste it all^E, gonna be fine ^F#mWe're complicat^Bmed, but we're a^Ds simple as we wanted t^Eo be

^F#mI'll sell you a^Bm feeling, a^Dh ah ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a mea^Bmning, ah ah^D ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a f^Bmeeling, ah ah^D ah ^EOh, whoa ^F#mI'll sell you a m^Bmeaning, ah a^Dh ah ^EOh, whoa