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Cobra Winfrey chords by The Callous Daoboys

  • D5

    5
  • D

  • Em

  • F5

  • C#m

    4
  • Fm

  • Eb5

    6
  • B5

    2
  • Am

  • G

  • E

  • B

    2
  • A5

  • C5

    3
  • C

  • Ebaug

    4
  • Gaug

Verse 1
D5
D
D5
Tonight we go to
Em
F5
D5
lovers leap
C#m
D
D5
Em
F5
Fm
Only loving those who smoke
C#m
D
Eb5
D
D5
Em
F5
Ask ing father for forgiveness
D
C#m
D
B5
C#m
D
Killing every blanket
Eb5
D
Am
of certainty
D5
D
D5
G
Fm
Em
Shouting "please",
F5
D5
D
D5
D
D5
E
Em
F5
I called upon your an gels
D5
C#m
D
D5
D
G
F5
Em
They couldn't even an swer,
F5
D5
C#m
D
B5
C#m
D
Eb5
D
Am
I sat on the line
G
B5
Verse 2
F5
Fm
F5
Fm
F5
E
B5
This is want i want to feel!
F5
G
G
B5
The sound of glass!
(They say what you wanna hear)

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Verse 3
B5
G
B5
Sing the brittle hymn,
B
B5
be filled with eternal light!
G
Fm
G
G
A student of your own safety, ever changing
Interlude 1
D5
B5
D
D5
A5
C5
B5
D
D5
D
Am
B5
G
D5
D
D5
Am
B5
C5
B5
D
Am
B5
C5
B5
C#m
D
D5
D
E
Am
B5
C5
B5
D
D5
D
Am
B5
C5
C
G
D
Am
Verse 4
B5
G
D
Em
E
D
Tonight we take the lovers sleep
D5
D
D5
F5
Fm
(Make up the goddam dinner
G
C
G
C#m
D
D5
table)
D
D5
Em
Blood splatter would re
E
C#m
D
D5
veal me
D
D5
E
(Sing the brittle
F5
B5
C#m
D
hymn)
D5
E
Killer of all my certainty
D
G
C#m
D
B5
(Draw the cocaine star)
C#m
D
On the black ice
Interlude 2
Am
B5
C5
C
E
B
G
B
G
Fm
Ebaug
Gaug
G
Verse 5
Lead us not into over- complication
G
Trash talking to the non- existent camera
My half- cocked journalistic endeavors
G
My black helicopters and CIA scanners
It's
C#m
1 to 2 over under on the drama queen,
B
G
B
laying on their floor, trying to Sleep until
Thursday when they wake up fine,
B
sending life- ending shit through a Screen and a smile
Verse 6
You can leave me on the line with a blank,
G
you can leave me on the tile Floor
D
And you can say there's so much hell here,
B
Fm
B
Fm
G
D
but you don't know The fucking half
Verse 7
There's so much hell here
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