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Ten Below

James
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 (Riff)x2
 So I'm on my own
  Far from my broken home
  And it costs
  Feels  like ten below
  Pack me off to school
  Innocence and trust  are all lost
  Where did  my childhood go?
  Calling  from the pay phone
  Trying  not to cry
  Feeling  I am dying
  Telling  you I'm fine
  You tell  me it's the making of me
  That's a fucking lie
  When's  the holidays?  Holidays. Holiday
   (riff)x2
 I'm at the bottom of my bed
  Headphones on my head
  John Peel show
  Feels  like ten below
  The sky's a dull gun metal
  Where did the sun go
  And it rains,  and rains
  Feels  like ten below
  Turning  on the weaker ones when we were
  bored
  I used  to have feelings but all I feel's
  a hole  is where the heart is
  And the organ praise the lord
  When's  the holidays?  Holidays.  Holidays
  He's at war
  He's at war
  With himself
  At the world
  He's at war
  He will strike first to anticipate
  He's at war
  Doesn't know how  to relate
 Feels like a cold war spy
 If he's caught
 Take the easy way out
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Readable chord sheet for Ten Below by James

(Riff)x2
[B]              [Ebm]
[B]              [Ebm]

[B]  So I'm on my [Ebm]own
  Far from my broken h[E]ome
  And it [Ebm]costs
  F[F#]eels like ten bel[B]ow
  Pack me off to sc[Ebm]hool
  Innocence and tr[E]ust are all [Ebm]lost
  Where [F#]did my childhood g[B]o?

  C[B]alling from the pay phone
  T[B]rying not to cry
  F[B]eeling I am dying
  T[B]elling you I'm fine
  You t[E]ell me it's the making of me
  That's a fucking l[Em]ie
  W[F#]hen's the holid[B]ays? Holidays. Holid[E]ay

   [F#]            (ri[B]ff)x2
[B]                [Ebm]
[B]                [Ebm]

[B]  I'm at the bottom of my [Ebm]bed
  Headphones on my h[E]ead
  John Peel s[Ebm]how
  F[F#]eels like ten bel[B]ow
  The sky's a dull gun [Ebm]metal
  Where did the sun g[E]o
  And it [Ebm]rains, and rains
  F[F#]eels like ten bel[B]ow

  T[B]urning on the weaker ones when we were
  bored
  I [B]used to have feelings but all I feel's
  a h[E]ole is where the heart is

  And the organ praise the lord
  W[F#]hen's the holid[B]ays? Holid[B]ays. Holid[E]ays

[F#]          [B]

  He's at war
  He's at w[B]ar
  With hims[B]elf
  At the [Abm]world
  He's at [Abm]war       [B]
  He will strike first to antici[Abm]pate
  He's at w[Gm]ar
  Doesn't know h[B]ow to relate
[B]  Feels like a cold war spy
[B]  If he's caught
[B]  Take the easy way out

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