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Night Terrors

Wild Sweet Orange
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
follow  the black marks on the floor
fallen  through the bathroom door
on  his face, that's how it finds  you
you  built an alter of books and melting wax
sackcloth  and his panic attacks
smears  his eyes with the candle ash
and  oh, does God have a sound?
like  a family laughing loud?
 or a garden  gate opening  to
 a world you never found.
 but not everything's a metaphor
 you know somethings just are
 like the way  she slams her bedroom  door
 that doesn't mean a thing
he  tied a dirty towel around his waist
washes  his feet with the tears from his face
aint  it a shame, that's how you find  him?
in  the darkest closet behind the veil
 in his sweet  and haunted hour of prayer
his  hands and feet claw the air
and  oh, does God have a sound?
 like a little girl crying out
 from the attic of her  house
 where she hid  herself for days
 but everything's a metaphor
 to blood stained over the door
 to the bread crumbs on the floor
 everything means something.
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Readable chord sheet for Night Terrors by Wild Sweet Orange

[C]follow the black marks on the floor
[Am]fallen through the bathroom door
[G]on his face, that's how it fi[F]nds you
[C]you built an alter of books and melting wax
[Am]sackcloth and his panic attacks
[G]smears his eyes with the candle a[F]sh

[C]and oh, does God have a sound[B]?
[Am]like a family laughing loud?
or a gar[F]den gate ope[G]ning to
a world you never found. [C]
but not everything's a met[B]aphor
you know somethings just [Am]are
like the w[F]ay she slams her b[G]edroom door
that doesn't mean a thing [C]

[C] [Am] [G] [F]

[C]he tied a dirty towel around his waist
[Am]washes his feet with the tears from his face
[G]aint it a shame, that's how you f[F]ind him?
[C]in the darkest closet behind the veil
in his s[Am]weet and haunted hour of prayer
[G]his hands and feet claw the a[F]ir

[C]and oh, does God have a soun[B]d?
like a little girl crying o[Am]ut
from the attic of her[F] house
where she h[G]id herself for d[C]ays
but everything's a met[B]aphor
to blood stained over the d[Am]oor
to the bread crumbs on the fl[F]oor
everything means some[G]thing.

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