Sink, Florida, Sink

            C
Not one more word tonight
       Am
between here and there
        G
Well put a distance the size of the 
ocean
          F
so now his heart can be a skipping 
rythem
      C
As the cadence carries me
   Am
I almost drift away
        G
far enough to forget
            F
but when it comes you cannot 
hesitate
         C
and when found i will write
Continúa después del anuncio
       Am                   
on account and seal it in an 
       G
envelope
                F
addresed to your last known 
residence

C         Am          G          F
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo

( C  Am  G  F) x1

          C
and we sink and we drowned
           Am
and what is lost can never be found
            G
well these arms did swim,
                          F
until the lungs pulled in panic was 
lost in a deep understanding
       C                      Am
that you will see what is wrong with
 everything
            G
what is wrong with you and me
                        F
they make all the right reasons to 
fuck it up
you gotta fuck it up

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Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo

(That sounded pretty good to me)
(I thought it was pretty good)