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E-Bow the Letter by svektaal "D": 2:-3--3-2-0-----0 3:-2--------0-2 4:-0--- peter doesn't play it like this every single time - he'll play around with it a lot. F:x32010 Gsus2:xx0230 Am:x24430 Am:x79987 note: during the verses, pick through the chords - it sounds better. also note: if you're confused about the verse chords, each chord gets 2 beats
Look Fup, and what do you see? all Gsus2of you and all of me cresAments, stars, sumAmmer lily surprise the bus driver went to write thoGsus2se four Ms - letAmter I feel to pop these little peFarls Call the boys and all the girls Am street-toothed, each and every one Amof them a little scaredF C I said your name Am I wore it like a badgered teenage filFm star: Taz ForCrest, Jerry Mash, tenAmfold tiaras Amdreaming of Maria Callas,F whereCver she is Am
the same thing
I doFn't get it I wrapped my hand in plCastic to try to look through thAmat maybelline eyes girls and bAmoys and others to tFake the fall C thisAm dark thing
I don't get it (Chorus): "D" (for four beats) Em (for 2) G (for 2) "D" ( " ) Em (for 2) "I'll take you over, I'll take you there" "C" aluminum, tastes like fear
Amadrenaline, pCulls us near "C" Am tastes like fear
(same chords as above) will you live to 83? will you ever welcome me? will you show me something that noboby else has seen snuck out, drink, here comes the flood anything within the blood these corrosives do their magic so lame, and sweet from EF drink, it's just another chink cut too dense they catch the light aluminum, will you sink? I don't want to disappoint you, I'm not here to anoint you I would lick your pupils at the sickest move, I'd wear my own crown with sadness and sorrow and who'd have thought tomorrow would be so strange my loss, here we go again "I'll take you over, I'll take you there" aluminum tastes like fear adrenaline, pulls us near tastes like fear pulls us near bridge: (4 beats per chord) G Em (3x) look up and what do you see all of you and all of me fussing and starring summing down a late surprise i can't look it in the eye sickened of spanish fly it's okay, i see a cherry-flavoured neckered car i can smell the salt on your breath the sweat, victory, salt, the smell thing i've got it "i can't move you over" aluminum, tastes like fear, adrenaline, pulls us near... that's it. on the verse immediately after the bridge, peter uses an e-bow, and here's what he does: a--3--5--2--7--5--3--5--2 -----