Another Door Closes
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So if another door closes
I hope you see the window opening
As people suffering all the time
Don't waste your days life slips away
Like butter from a knife
And if you had a good day my sis
Make sure you raise your back, give your wife a kiss
The secrets species x and lines
Stolen from nests time after time
Like butter from a knife
Oh can't you see we're all crashing, in slow mo
Holding to this wheel we know
What's the use, don't want to be sleeping too long
Why can't we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin
Making do is no way to live
What's the use, we're only here
Then we're gone, gone, gone
So turn your collar up to some wickedness
And fudge the lines between the crimes
You've been taught to miss
As ancient ladies baking bread
Bent underneath this pyramid
And all these things that you and her have never said
And when the time comes that you and her must kiss
Well if you miss her mouth and screw it up a bit
You can impress her when you say,
"Darling each and every day life slips away"
Like butter from a knife
Oh can't you see we're all crashing, in slow mo
Holding to this wheel we know
What's the use, don't want to be sleeping too long
Why can't we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin
Making do is no way to live
What's the use, we're only here
Then we're gone, gone, gone
So if another door closes
I hope you feel the window opening
As people hurrying down the lines
Don't waste your days life slips away
Like butter from a knife
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Readable chord sheet for Another Door Closes by Jont
[C#m7]So if another doo[Eb]r c[A]loses I hope you see[Abm] the window op[E/G#]ening As people suffering all the [C#m7]time Don't waste your days life slips aw[F#]ay Like butter fro[Abm]m a knife And if you had a good day my sis Make sure you raise your back, give your wife a kiss The secrets species x and lines Stolen from nests time after time Like butter from a knife [C#m7]Oh ca[F#]n't you see we're[B] all crashing, in slow mo [B/A]Holding to this wheel we know [C#m7]What's the u[F#]se, don't want to be sleeping t[Abm]oo long Why can't we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin Making do is no way to live What's the use, we're only here Then we're gone, gone, gone So turn your collar up to some wickedness And fudge the lines between the crimes You've been taught to miss As ancient ladies baking bread Bent underneath this pyramid And all these things that you and her have never said And when the time comes that you and her must kiss Well if you miss her mouth and screw it up a bit You can impress her when you say, "Darling each and every day life slips away" Like butter from a knife Oh can't you see we're all crashing, in slow mo Holding to this wheel we know What's the use, don't want to be sleeping too long Why can't we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin Making do is no way to live What's the use, we're only here Then we're gone, gone, gone So if another door closes I hope you feel the window opening As people hurrying down the lines Don't waste your days life slips away Like butter from a knife