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Cold Breeze chords by Foreign Beggars

  • Gm

    3
  • Am

  • Dm

  • E

  • G

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Verse 1
(G minor) There's a (A minor) cold breeze blowing from
the north as the (D minor) city sleeps
Rushing through the stone corridors
of (A minor) these gritty streets
Whistling against the window (D minor) panes
like a spirit speaks
That seeks to ring a change
bringing (A minor) days of peace to
It comes surging with a purpose
(D minor) uncertain
And cuts to the heart with
a certain like urgence
(A minor) The first ones caught by this gust
were de (D minor) serving
That's penetrated straight to the
(A minor) core of their nerve- strings
Hear the rustle in the (D minor) leaves
that we sweep along
Tremor as we crumble disbelief
with the (A minor) sweetest song
Endeavouring to humble every damn
thing we (D minor) breathe upon
That's cleverly we tumble through
the town till we (A minor) reach the dawn
And as the sun rises opening (D minor) it's one iris,
We disappear like a freak
storm (A minor) that sunk pirates
To re- emerge harnessing
(D minor) the force of a hurricane
Bringing forth these words across
(A minor) the seas to your country's plane
Lone wanderer, roaming (D minor) the seven seas
Verse 2
I walk the distance step on everything
(A minor) that heaven sees
I tread the desert with
these weathered feet
(D minor) The Nepalese shepherd,
ever begging in (A minor) the evergreen
Ethereal dream merchant,
sleeping on (D minor) a rain cloud
Let my spirit dance to the whispers
of the (A minor) fainter sound
Of water trickling from ice (D minor) stalactites
Like gives me hope like (A minor) a glimmer
in the blackest night
Knife pack a talisman, staff in (D minor) the holster
Live man a walk, leave a (A minor) scar on your poster
All hype on the stage but can't
attempt it when the (D minor) show stops

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Verse 3
Blood, you get sparked,
if you don't rhyme like you're (A minor) supposed to
Tell me, who's first to burst (D minor) verse
Vulga spit bullet,
you're pulling (A minor) words from out your purse
Unrehearsed, I dispatch close
to (D minor) your birthplace
Expression on your bird's face,
(A minor) show her how (E major) my girth taste
Outro 1
(A minor) (D minor) (G major)
(A minor) (D minor) (A minor)
(D minor) (A minor)
(D minor) (G minor)
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