Of Montreal - Gronlandic edit acoustic
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EI am saBtisfiEed B
EHiding in ouBr fErieBnd's apartment
EOnly leavBing oEnceB a day
ETo buy Bsome EgroBceries
ADaylighDt, I'm so absent minded
ANighttiDme meEetiBng EnewB anxieties
ASo am ID erasing myself?
AHope I'Dm notE erBasiEng Bmyself
CI guess it wBould D#be nice to E#give my heart to a god
CBut whicDh one, Bwhich one do I choose?
AAll the churDches filD#l with E#losers, psycho or confused
CI just waDnt to hold the divi-i-i-i-ine in mi-i-i-i-ind
CAnd forgeeeeeeeeeeeeetttttttttt
AAll of the beauty’s wasted
ELet's faBll baEck to earth EandB doE soBmething pleasant
AWe felDl back Ato earthD likeA grDavity's bitches
A (16th note strums – that’s how I play it)
(Physics makes us all its bitches)
CI guess it wBould D#be nice to E#help in your escape
CFrom patDterns yBour parents designed
AAll the paDrty peopD#le dancE#ing for the indie star
CBut he'sD the woArst faker by far
DBut in Cthe set, I forgeeeeeeeeeeettttttt
AAll of the beauty's wasted
EI guess it woBuld bEe nBice
EShow me that BthingEs cBan be nice
EI guess it woBuld bEe nBice
EShow me that BthingEs cBan be nice
AYou've got Dmy back in the city
EYou've Bgot my back, 'cause I don't want to panic
AYou've got Dmy back in the city
EYou've Bgot my back, 'cause I don't want to panic