Location
Freelance WhalesVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I am starting to sense your location
You are somewhere in the attic
Looking something close to tragic
Knitting t-shirts and your mattress
I'm floating on the stairwell
With my toes grazing the cedar
Thinking softly what a tinder box we live in
And what a flammable heart I've been given
You could be in several different places
I am sensing your location
I am starting to sense your location
You are somewhere in the basement
Beating on a makeshift drum kit
Songs that I can hardly stomach
I'm floating on the stairwell
With my fingers shaking frantic
Thinking softly what a concrete mess we live in
And what a ice box heart I've been given
You could be in several different places
I am sensing your location
You could be in several different
I am starting to sense your locale now
I am to starting to sense your location
In in an old abandoned mansion
In a country side of England
Spirits trapped inside the linens
And you're feeling quite at home there
Also feeling somewhat lonely
No one sees you in your pixelated fish nets
And your black and orange beret
You could be in several different places
I am sensing your location
You could be in several different
I am starting to sense your locale now
Oh please believe the ghost in me
Is doing what I can to find you out
end on
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Readable chord sheet for Location by Freelance Whales
[C]I am starting to sense your [F]location You are somewhere in the a[Am]ttic Looking something close to [G]tragic Knitting t-shirts and your [C]mattress I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell With my toes grazing the c[Am]edar Thinking softly what a t[G]inder box we li[F]ve in And what a flammable heart I've been g[C]iven [E]You could be in several different p[Am]laces I am sensing your [C]location I am starting to sense your l[F]ocation You are somewhere in the b[Am]asement Beating on a makeshift d[G]rum kit Songs that I can hardly s[C]tomach I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell With my fingers shaking f[Am]rantic Thinking softly what a c[G]oncrete mess we li[F]ve in And what a ice box heart I've been g[C]iven [E]You could be in several different [Am]places I am sensing your l[C]ocation [E]You could be in several different [Am]I am starting to sense your loc[C]ale now [C]I am to starting to sense your l[F]ocation In in an old abandoned ma[Am]nsion In a country side of E[G]ngland Spirits trapped inside the l[C]inens And you're feeling quite at [F]home there Also feeling somewhat l[Am]onely No one sees you in your p[G]ixelated [F]fish nets And your black and orange [C]beret [E]You could be in several different pl[Am]aces I am sensing your lo[C]cation [E]You could be in several different [Am]I am starting to sense your locale[C] now [E]Oh please believe the ghost in me Is [Am]doing what I can to find you o[C]ut [C] [C/B] end on [C] [C/B]0 1 0 0 2 0