of Montreal - A Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger, аккорды

Вступление Tabbed by Erlend Riis and Pål Fiksdal paalsfiksdal at hotmail dot com Intro: Dm C F C F C F C F C F C Dm G7 I spent the winter on the verge of a total break- C F down While living in Norway C# A C# I felt the darkness of the black metal bands Dm G7 But being such fawn of a man C Am (maybe? Im not sure) I didn't burn down any old churches G7 Am G7 Just slept way too much, just slept F My mind rejects the frequency It's static craziness to me C Is it a solar fever? F The TV man is too loud Our plane is sleeping on a cloud C You turn the dial, I'll try and smile F We've eaten plastic weather This family sticks together C We will escape from the south to the west side F My mind rejects the frequency C It's just verbosity to me Dm G7 I spent the winter with my nose buried in a book C F While trying to restructure my character C# A C# Because it had become vile to its creator Dm G7 And through many dreadful nights C Am (?) I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of G7 Am G7 And waiting for some high times to come again F My mind rejects the frequency It's static craziness to me C Is it a solar fever? F The TV man is too loud Our plane is sleeping on a cloud C You turn the dial, I'll try and smile F We've eaten plastic weather This family sticks together C We will escape from the south to the west side F My mind rejects the frequency C It's just verbosity to me Dm Gm Dm G#dim7 Dirty old shadows stay away Am Don't play your games with me Fm Am I am older now I see Ebm Gm The way you operate Dm Gm C If you don't hurt me then you die, om, om F My mind rejects the frequency It's static craziness to me C Is it a solar fever? F The TV man is too loud Our plane is sleeping on a cloud C You turn the dial, I'll try and smile F We've eaten plastic weather This family sticks together C We will escape from the south to the west side F My mind rejects the frequency C It's just verbosity to me