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Glass and the Ghost Children Tuning :F# Gm6 C Gm6 C Gm6 C Gm6 C
To the centre of Gm6the earth, or anyCwhere that god Gm6decides C Full of fever Gm6pulling forth, We Chear our call as all Into the centre oGm6f the earth, as wCritten in Gm6 C DNA is reachinGm6g out, to your freCquency
Gm6 C
I want to liveGm6 C Don't want to dieGm6 C I want to liveGm6 C I want to try Gm6 C All in prayer,Gm6 praCyer in all All are scared, sGm6careCd of all
Black rooms are calling, to men in leather coats White labs are cooking up the silver ghost The glass migrates under, her translucent skin And all the spiders wonder, what we've got us in
All is you, yoGm6u arCe all All with you, youGm6 in Call
Gm6 C
I want to liveGm6 C Don't want to dieGm6 C I want to liveGm6 C I want to tryGm6
Gm7 Fsus2 | Gm7 Fsus2
Gm7So beats the final codaFsus2, of a vinyl storm Gm7One more cherry colaFsus2, to lift up her dead arms Gm7A dream of soft focus sunsetsFsus2, filters through the din Gm7We are losing contactFsus2, as she dials away Gm7She can hear glass callingFsus2, or is it someone that looks like him? Gm7She eyes TV reflectionFsus2, and nods a knowing look Gm7She says it doesn't matterFsus2, she never liked her looks
Gm7I have seen a thousand fracturesFsus2, I have seen everything Gm7Cause knowing is its own answerFsus2, love something in a book Gm7There's not much left to ponderFsus2, not much left to cook
Gm7As she counted the spidersFsus2, as they crawled up inside her Gm7As she counted the spidersFsus2, as they crawled up inside her Gm7As she counted the spidersFsus2, as they crawled up inside her Gm7As she counted the spidersFsus2, as they crawled up inside her Gm7As she counted the spidersDm7, ah-ahh
End on Em7