I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light
Brand NewVersion1TuningE2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
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D-DU-UDU
: 133211 or XX3211
G: 320020 (dim)
The time has come for colds and overcoats.
We're quiet on the ride,
we're all just waiting to get home.
Another week away, my greatest fear.
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears.
If looks could really kill,
then my profession would staring.
Please know we do this cause we care
and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die
and die alone.
And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
We won't let you in.
You win. You win. You win.
like the first)
I wrote more postcards than hooks.
I read more maps than books.
Feel like every chance to leave
is another chance I should have took.
Every minute is a mile.
I've never felt so hollow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews
and empty aisles.
My secrets for a buck.
Watch me as I cut myself wide open
on this stage. Yes, I am paid
to spill my guts. I won't see home till spring. Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic,
but I am paid to make girls panic
while I sing.
And the coastline is quiet.
While we're quietly losing control.
Yes, we're silent but sure
we inventened the cure
that will wash out my memories of her.
"The harpoon is loaded. The cage is lowered.
The water is red."
Like you.
Thats it bitches
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Readable chord sheet for I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light by Brand New
Tuning: E2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
[F]: 133211 or XX3211 G: 320020 (dim) [Am]The time has come for [E]colds and [C]overcoats. We're quiet on the [F]ride, we're all just waiting to get [G]home. [Am]Another week [E]away, my greatest [C]fear. I need the smell of [F]summer, I need its n[G]oises in my ears. If looks could really kill, then my profession would staring. Please know we do this cause we care and not for the thrill. Collect calls to home to tell them that I realize that everyone who lives will someday die and die alone. [C2]And we won't let you [F2]in. Though we're down and ou[G2]t. We won't let you in[Am]. [E] [Am]You win[E]. Y[Am]ou w[E]in. Y[Am]ou wi[E]n. [C] like the first) I wrote more postcards than hooks. I read more maps than books. Feel like every chance to leave is another chance I should have took. Every minute is a mile. I've never felt so hollow. I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles. My secrets for a buck. Watch me as I cut myself wide open on this stage. Yes, I am paid to spill my guts. I won't see home till spring. Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic, but I am paid to make girls panic while I sing. [C]And the coastline is [Am]quiet. While we're quietly losing [E]control. Yes, we're silent but sure we [G]inventened the cure that will wash out my memories of her. [Am]"The harpoon is loaded. [E]The cage is lowered. [G]The water is red." Li[Am]ke y[E]ou. Thats it bitches