Screen Door chords by Grits
Verse 1
Am
How many levels of layers can
one gaze through?
Here's a clue, transparent opticals
do block one's pursuit.
I must resort to this question, has
God truly ordained this?
F
Thinking of a master plan,
Am
try to obtain this.
Why do these kids always
G
Am
do them things they do?
G
C
To you, okay? I'm giving it all to you because
Am
I now remove my hands.
G
Am
The uppercase can take control,
G
cause the schemes that I've initiated now be getting old.
Am
G
I can execute my plans in the choir easily,
Am
G
but being stopped by screen doors occurs repeatedly.
C
Am
But to lighten the load, though,
G
Am
desire shall be granted
C
The screen door flings open,
no more of which I slam
Am
And give him that, he got my back,
G
I count it done in his time
Am
G
No constructing my own dream,
C
stepping out of the empire
Am
Now I know the breaking point,
G
I've calculated how far
Did my feet have to bend before
C
Am
I find the squeezing jaw?
On the opposite end,
G
C
everything really fine and fine
G
Looks can be de ceiving as
C
the evening winds down
Am
Sublime sounds, dubious the night air
Like the moonlight,
buffoons fight on the corner
F
Territorial disputes erupting
Am
Occasionally a pimp might slap a ho
F
Do I really decide to act
and fool with these bros?
Am
E
Uh, pros and cons,
Dm
I'm way too afraid, but proceeding
F
Still I pounce into the melee,
C
Am
while my savior's eyes are bleeding
Something takes control,
C
covers up the hole
Am
G
Just so caught from the fallin', thank
C
God, cause I was all in
Am
Good looking out,
G
just in time to save my soul
C
From this point forward,
the green doors remain closed
Am
I can't hold it,
the street don't let me out
G
The image is on the other side
C
Am
Lift up you, I need to check on my desire
Need to see if you're in line
G
Am
As I open the other side
Open the doors for me
E
Am
D
F
1 2, 1 2 go!
Am
G
Am
I knock, upon a witten door. I open it up,
G
C
try to walk through it, but the screen door was shut.
Am
Wasn't blinded by anything,
G
could clearly see my praise.
C
So I went for the kill, but my
God he didn't will me
Am
G
F
To pursue, on what my flesh wanted,
Am
but all what my spirit needs.
C
Cause my
Am
God he has a planned schedule,
G
on what I should exceed, to succeed in my ways.
C
Am
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Am
So I obey, step into the dark side, light to my left,
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C
to my right, then I'm guided by this light
Am
What a sight to see,
C
it's something that I've never seen, but how do I get to it?
Am
Dm
F
I'm still blocked by this screen, I'm getting mad,
Am
but it's this voice that I hear
It's my
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Am
God telling me that I need a clear at mosphere,
Dm
E
meaning to think straight
F
Am
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C
And abide by his word so I can graze in the holy land,
Am
with the rest of his
F
Look, look, what do I see? I
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F
can't believe my eyes
Am
G
Is it a true bliss or is it a boat
C
full of sweet lies?
Am
I can't make up my mind,
G
but outside sees my deep tempting
C
Now should I exit,
Cm
C
G#
or sustain myself in missing my thoughts
F
As I continue my wishful thinking,
Am
C
I can see suddenly I feel a rush
F
Am
Coming over me, tracing my desires,
C
Am
I could view the front door
C
But I disruptly find the screen
closed with a bloody nose
Oh
Lord, forgive me,
Eb
I didn't mean to rush you
Cm
C
But the disillusion brought confusion,
Eb
now I stand cruel
So
C
God bless me with initiative
Eb
to inform others
C
F
Eb
Cm
Eb
Cm
C
Eb
Don't force the door, cause in time it'll be uncovered
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C
Eb
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Am
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Am
In front of me is blockage,
C
the shade stops the race
Am
From blinding my sight from
C
the truth as I gaze
Am
C
Amazing it seems as I gaze
through the glass
C
Appealing to my eye the other side
Am
Reveals the evil menu
G
C
Collecting loot in pursuit
Am
Of happiness and peace
C
from momentary release
Am
Of pressure cooking great cavity
C
Am
Could it be conviction?
G
Is my diction that should speak?
C
Eb
They eat from the plate of indecisiveness
C
Lost in the wilderness of pleasure
Eb
Ignorant of the measure of
C
Eb
judgment that lies
G#
When the end is near, and the end is near
Eb
Beware, I hear the steps of relief
G#
I'm about to break you
Eb
off a little taste
C
Discipline in its rarest form,
Eb
you listening?
Testament for those who have the infant
Eb
conception of this statement
C
G
You'll understand when
Eb
I'm gone and through
G#
Tell me why you stare,
Eb
instead of winning souls
C
Wasting precious time,
Eb
living on your own
Remember if you can,
Eb
my final thought and pose
C
I rebuke those who glare through the
screen remaining closed
Am
G
Screen Door
Grits
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