I'm a junkyard,... full of false starts,... and I don't need your permission.
Your cold white brother riding your blood,... like spun glass in sore ey---es.
Chorus: While the moon does its division,... you're buried below.
Solo: |Bb C (C/G) Eb Bb C Eb Bb C D# F
Your cold white brother alive in your blood,... spinning in the
sky--.
Chorus: While the moon does its division,... you're buried below.
Chorus II: So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows.
Outro: End on Chorus chords
Chords:
Bb: x1333x
F: x3321x
Em: X224xx
Em: x220xx
Eb/Bb: x1133x
C: x32010
C/G: 3x2010
G: 320033
Gm: 355333
D7: xx0212
Your cold white brother riding your blood,... like spun glass in sore ey---es.
Chorus: While the moon does its division,... you're buried below.
Solo: |Bb C (C/G) Eb Bb C Eb Bb C D# F
Your cold white brother alive in your blood,... spinning in the
sky--.
Chorus: While the moon does its division,... you're buried below.
Chorus II: So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows.
Outro: End on Chorus chords
Chords:
Bb: x1333x
F: x3321x
Em: X224xx
Em: x220xx
Eb/Bb: x1133x
C: x32010
C/G: 3x2010
G: 320033
Gm: 355333
D7: xx0212