Of Montreal - Wintered debts
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[Intro]
DmCan't survivGe another come-down day
When the Dmspirit houses so much Fpain
So much CbitterneFss, so much bitterCness Em Am G
DmI need to teach myself to feGel again
Somehow DmI lost the thread of being Chuman
Rotted in this bitterFness, too much bitterCnessG Am G F
AmI'm so confused, what is the Gfunction of this ego-sickness?
CUselessly beleaguered by self-Fhatred whisperings
I can't deal with Emmourning at the carcass
AmOf my failures any longer
Slipping on my own vomit while I
DmTried to call you from a Gbathroom in Sao Paulo, but I was
DmToo drunk to formulate any sort of AmEarthly language
So much CbitternessF, too much bitterneCss Em Am C
DmOther people can say there is a Gtrue belief system
DmBut all my life I've been betrayed by my Ammother's religion
So much CbitternesFs, too much bitteCrnessE G F
AmI'm so destroyed, what is the Gpurpose of this ego-sickness?
CUselessly besieged by self-aFversion whisperings
Man, I can't Emdeal with mourning at the carcass
AmOf my failures any longer
Any longer!
Am Em
AmCan't seem to get the saddle on
The spoils of this morbid fuguEme Am
My mantras of subhuman nature
Just a baleful ululatDmion Em Am
EmThe ink's dripping all over me!
The Amonly regret I hDmave is caring! Em Am
Are we posing, are we props riding the anger till it stops?
DmFather, will we starve today? Father, will we starve?
DmFather, will we starve today? Father, will we starve?
DmNo my child, there are wild women here and a crafty fish am I
DmNo my child, there are wild women here and a fleshy catch am I
DmWill our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the meadow?
DmWill our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the ground?
DmNo my child, you lay your head upon a monstrous felony
DmNo my child, you'll rest your head upon a gross misdeed
DmFather will I cry again, crossed the earth to fight
DmFather will I cry again, a victim of abuse
DmNo my child, don't be the world needs more distinction
DmFor awful retribution is the singular delight
Dm Am
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AIt's hard to sympathize with Gmthose that won't fight for themselves;
AI can't hold both our faces oBff the flames much longer
The cAhild of our Fmstruggle is freeD
I've fAallen out of Fmlove with the EprisonerD
AWhat's to save us? D A