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We Will Become Silhouettes

The Postal Service
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 I've got a cupboard  with cans of food,  filtered water,
 And pictures of you  and i'm not  coming out
 Until this  is all over
 And i'm looking  through the glass  where the light  bends
 At the cracks
 And i'm screaming  at the top of my lungs  pretending
 The echoes belong  to someone
 Someone  i used to know
 And we become  silhouettes when our bodies finally  go
 Ba ba  ba...
 I wanted to  walk through the empty  streets
 And feel something  constant under my feet,
 But all the news  reports recommended  that
 I stay indoors
 Because the air  outside will make our  cells
 Divide  at an alarming rate  until our shells
 Simply cannot hold  all our insides  in,
 And that's when we'll explode
 (and it won't be a pretty  sight)
And  we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally  go
 Ba ba  ba...
 And we'll  become silhouettes when  our bodies finally  go
 Ba  ba ba...
 And we'll become silhouettes when  our bodies finally go
 Ba  ba  ba...
 And we'll become  silhouettes when  our bodies finally go
 Ba  ba ba...
 during solo
 And  we'll become
 And  we'll become

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Readable chord sheet for We Will Become Silhouettes by The Postal Service

[D] [D] [D] [D]
[D] [G] [D] [G]

I've got a cup[D]board with cans of fo[G]od, filtered wat[D]er,
And pictures of y[G]ou and i'm not[D] coming out
Until th[G]is is all over[D]       [G]
And i'm lo[D]oking through the [G]glass where the li[D]ght bends
At the cra[G]cks
And i'm scr[D]eaming at the top of my lun[G]gs prete[D]nding
The echoes belo[G]ng to so[Em]meone
So[Em]meone i used to [D]know
And we b[Em]ecome silhouettes when our bodies final[D]ly go
B[D]a [G]ba[D] b[G]a...

I wanted to[D] walk through the emp[G]ty streets
And feel somethin[D]g constant under my [G]feet,
But all the n[D]ews reports reco[G]mmended that
I stay indoor[D]s       [G]
Because the [D]air outside will make [G]our cells
D[D]ivide at an alarming r[G]ate until our s[D]hells
Simply cannot ho[G]ld all our ins[D]ides in, [G]
And that's when we'll e[Em]xplode
(and it won't be a pretty[D] sight)
[Em]And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies fin[D]ally go
B[D]a [D]ba[D] b[D]a...
And w[D]e'll become silhouettes [D]when our bodies fin[D]ally go
B[D]a ba ba...  [D]
And we'll become silhouettes whe[D]n our bodies finally go
B[D]a b[G]a b[D]a..[G].
And we'll becom[D]e silhouettes when[D] our bodies finally go
B[D]a ba ba...[G]

[D]  [G] during solo

A[D]nd we'll be[G]come
An[D]d we'll be[G]come

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