A Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger Chords & Tabs
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A Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger Chords
Tabbed by Erlend Riis and Pål Fiksdal paalsfiksdal at hotmail dot com
Intro: Dm C F
C
F C F C
F C F C
Dm G7
I spent the winter on the verge of a total break-
C F
down While living in Norway
C# A C#
I felt the darkness of the black metal bands
Dm G7
But being such fawn of a man
C Am (maybe? Im not sure)
I didn't burn down any old churches
G7 Am G7
Just slept way too much, just slept
F
My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
C
Is it a solar fever?
F
The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
C
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
F
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
C
We will escape from the south to the west side
F
My mind rejects the frequency
C
It's just verbosity to me
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Dm G7
I spent the winter with my nose buried in a book
C F
While trying to restructure my character
C# A C#
Because it had become vile to its creator
Dm G7
And through many dreadful nights
C Am (?)
I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of
G7 Am G7
And waiting for some high times to come again
F
My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
C
Is it a solar fever?
F
The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
C
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
F
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
C
We will escape from the south to the west side
F
My mind rejects the frequency
C
It's just verbosity to me
Sorry but I dont have the chords for this part yet. if you figure them out please email
to paalsfiksdal at hotmail dot com
Dirty old shadow, stay away
Don't play your games with me
I am older now, I see the way you operate
If you don't hurt me then you die
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F
My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
C
Is it a solar fever?
F
The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
C
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
F
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
C
We will escape from the south to the west side
F
My mind rejects the frequency
C
It's just verbosity to me