Window Sill chords by MC Buzz B

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Verse 1
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The whole room
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is full it.
And why it's gloomy?
And why it's gloomy?
And why it's gloomy?
And why it's gloomy?
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The whole room is full of it.
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The chair keeps on laughing,
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keeps laughing at me, keeps on laughing as if it don't care.
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My chair keeps on smiling at nails you will find in
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those memorable times you were there.
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My bed is in stitches and bitches at me as
it bellows as loud as a lord.
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It's eager to stay, it's supported the
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weight of a girl that I truly adore.
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The speakers ring true with a positive
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view of the reasons that lead me in dread.
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The outlook I hold is akin to the mole that
is gathering fast on the bread.
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The plants from the out seem to bloom with the
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doubt as recalling I do all my grief
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Conferred with a rose as to do you suppose
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I could smile but she won't leave
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My table is  able to hit where it hurts as
it teases the shirts off my back
Some days it disturbs so much spices and herbs
are so much that they fall from the rack
The curtains surrounding me linen and lace till the light
from my face while the books in my briefcase
Perhaps as I wrap me up, tying myself
and nature's rope back to the shelf
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The
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TV says sniggers are things that it saw
Too much of it triggers the
feelings I try to ignore
I'm sure that these yesterdays,
vested in past, I've not seen alas
Cos this room just won't let me,
this thing's out to get me
I know, it's true
Cos even the teeth in my cones tend to chew
up my passive and personal throes
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The pent -up control of
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the question arose
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Will the realisation of
emptiness haunt me?
Bitterness taunt me from now till the dust?
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Yes
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Said the bread as he turned the conspiring crust
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and the butter knife spread all the looms
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He heard which tempted this
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teaspoon.
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He naturally stirred it occurred to me
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All is my conscience all is my doing tea bag of water when all of
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were brewing my sad ness and simple despair were reflected
Everything seemed wasn't clean and suspected
collected my pride rejected the cries
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Who the cats truly cast lies from the spies spying objects prying
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taking me back to the facts and defying his memories
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are just memories,
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and these memories are my enemies
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So now in their efforts to bring
them to light
The pictures and fixtures,
more paper and pipes
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Ornamentations with harsh
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implications but true
I now see a different view
Who is the one to fix it all?
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Who but myself can remix it?
Simplistic and plain,
the person to change it all is me
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I'm perfectly sane, it's all misery
Running me down is a frown
of prosperity
Scrambles my sense and defence
with sincerity
As he'd chase all the voices away
Far hopes and much more to say
In blocking my view of
the dark and the dim
Chances slip, and my level is gripped
But I'll trim at the edges
Room is with pledges,
willpower remedies
Wisdom for wedges,
to keep the door open
So I can escape
When scornful suggestions
begin to intimidate
Chances cannot lack anymore
Just in case I'll stay sat on the floor
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The whole room is full!
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The whole room is full!
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