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Perfecting Loneliness

Jets To Brazil
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
I'm  a long list with  no time.
 Sunset panic on the street,
 sugar and lightbulbs,
 the milk of kindness is behind us now.
 Part 2
With  all those stones in your  coat,
did  you think I wouldn't  know?
 The tea leaves of trashed streets,
 dirty needles and sweets.
 Zero to heaven in seven,
 lifetime,
 nanosecond.
 All the sand in your glass
 is going by so fast.
 Part 3
The  radio is playing  our tune.
I  love it, could you  turn it down?
The  thought of you crying  in my room;
I  miss you, could you come  around
sometime?
 When the night comes down,
 the world becomes a room
 under the microscope
 with a labcoat and glue.
 I'm fixing this hole
 with everything I knew.
 The music is making my head split.
 I love it, could you turn it off?
 The thought of you is tearing me in two.
 I miss you, could you come around
 sometime?
Sometime?
 Part 4
This list  is what  went right;
your name  is written  twice.
 We live like astronauts
 and our missions never cross.
The  stakes are high,
we're  standing by.
There  used to be  a hundred ways  to put my arms  around you;
 Every one seemed new,
 natural and true,
 perfecting loneliness
 'til nothing's holding us.
 Consider Earth:
 we could be the first.

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Readable chord sheet for Perfecting Loneliness by Jets To Brazil

[Abm]I'm a long list [C#m]with no time.
Sunset panic on the street,
sugar and lightbulbs,
the milk of kindness is behind us now.

Part 2
[B]With all those stones in your[C#m] coat,
[B]did you think I [A]wouldn't know?

The tea leaves of trashed streets,
dirty needles and sweets.
Zero to heaven in seven,
[A] lifetime,
[A] nanosecond.
All the sand in your glass
is going by so fast.

Part 3
[A]The radio is [E]playing our tune.
[C#m]I love it, could you[A] turn it down?
[A]The thought of you [E]crying in my room;
[C#m]I miss you, could you [A]come around
[Abm]sometime?

When the night comes down,
the world becomes a room
under the microscope
with a labcoat and glue.

I'm fixing this hole
with everything I knew.

The music is making my head split.
I love it, could you turn it off?
The thought of you is tearing me in two.
I miss you, could you come around
sometime?
[Abm]Sometime?

Part 4
[E]This [B]list is [C#m]what went right;
[E]your [B]name is w[A]ritten twice.
We live like astronauts
and our missions never cross.

[Abm]The stakes are [A]high,
[Abm]we're standing [A]by.

[E]   [B]   [C#m]   [A]

[E]There used to [B]be a hundred [C#m]ways to put my [A]arms around you;
Every one seemed new,
natural and true,
perfecting loneliness
'til nothing's holding us.
Consider Earth:
we could be the first.

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