Little Comets - Worry acoustic
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Little Comets- Worry (Acoustic Version)
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Chords (arpeggiated):
E1 A F#7
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Her sE1ilhouette A is bleaker than a cE1igarette F#7
On a tuesdayE1 morn when i feel Ahumanity slips
from E1broken hands downF#7 to her hips
E1RealisinAg lethargy in boE1th her eyes and F#7
As the sE1un emancipAates the dawn
her E1tanlines cackle with theF#7 power of the allegory.
Riff
For a man, hes deeper than the sundarbans
And the whistful way that he could hold her stare
Leaves heartache hanging in the swollen air
E1 A E1 F#7
And as they fall apart in separate beds
he carves forever in the cheap wooden bedstead
ARealise bitterness inF#m both her eyes
and the Away his words could strip
the wAalls shes climbing
Chrorus x3 nothing in brackets sung first round.
B(Oh at the C#mend oh nGo oh?)
I Gworry about the way she lay
(Oh at the end oh no oh?)
I worry, worry, worry, worry.
(repeat)
Riff x 2
He Aholds her down, everything is aF#mnguish now
With the C#mshallowness of every breath
He C#mwaits until she is bereft
ARealise, nothingness in F#mboth her eyes
and the wAay his words have stripped
the Awalls shes climbing
Chorus x3
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