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Susanne Sundfør - The Brothel Capo on 1st Fadd9 : [x x 3 2 1 3] Dm7 : [x x 0 2 1 1] F#m7 : [2 4 4 2 2 0] C#m7 : [x 4 6 x 5 7] Great song, lot of passion! :)
AmPurple paFadd9vement AmCrookfingers knocking on winFadd9dows without souls AmBodies are swinCging from rooEmftops and Ampoles AmHowling through hFadd9ollows AmRestless nights anFadd9d one night cheap hotels AmOh, I'm only dCrifting to alEmways come Amback
AmAnd I search for sFadd9omething AmOh, whatever Fadd9I don't really care AmDriving with thCeir lights off theEmy can be aAmnywhere AmRolling down their Fadd9windows AmOpen card with oFadd9pen mouths AmGolden Cteeth aEmnd golden Amcars
AmYou call me your eyes, Amyou call me your mouth, you call me your Fadd9ears Still Dm7you follow my tGrail AmI'll do it all, I'll doAm whatever you Fadd9say, GDm7od has left me anyway G
Love I laid in payment Stars with stains and heaven and afterglow Beneath the ashes of echoes buried alive They are howling through hollows Once we share their temple of our arms Now our heads are hung up on walls We are ruins within ruins On every corner a gladiator is begging for another century When no one cut your tongue to know nothing and to know it all To be both the animal and god You call me your eyes, you call me your mouth, you call me your ears Still you follow our trail We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway You call me your eyes, you call me your mouth, you call me your ears Still you follow our trail We'll do it all, we'll do whatever you say, God has left us anyway
There are Eechoes in the F#m7garden is anC#m7ybody listeBning There are Eechoes lost inF#m7 the garden is C#m7anybody lisBtening
They whisper:
The ones wEho are only liF#m7ving is the C#m7ones who arBe only dying