Czech One

King Krule

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Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 The train’s motion
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 Untidy echo
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 And she pants [Verse]
Em7 B7 She asked me why I’m here
C#m7b5 A7 But I come here every night
Em7 B7 Do you need to tell her something?
C#m7b5 A7 No, I need a place to write
Em7 B7 And as the sea of darkness forms
C#m7b5 A7 And casts us into night
Em7 B7 You ask me what her name was called
C#m7b5 A7 But I found it hard to write
Em7 B7 One time I was impaled forlorn
C#m7b5 A7 And thrown into a pile
Em7 B7 I said you know where I’m coming from
C#m7b5 A7 And she looked me in the eye
Em7 B7 Loverboy, you drown too quick
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C#m7b5 A7 You're fading out of sight
Em7 B7 Is it the numb density?
C#m7b5 A7 Can’t even look her in the eye
Em7 B7 Where tiny men have been absorbed
C#m7b5 A7 For questioning the sky
Em7 B7 To when and where the stars were formed
C#m7b5 A7 That glance upon this night
Em7 B7 Light-years to sit upon
C#m7b5 A7 And paint us as we lie
Em7 B7 And to think it's us she's wasted on,
C#m7b5 A7 Can't even look her in the eye
Em7 B7 See I’ve found a new place to mourn
C#m7b5 A7 She asked me who died
Em7 B7 Well if there’s a dark uniform
C#m7b5 A7 I need a place to hide
Em7 B7 As simple as his faith had gone
C#m7b5 A7 The burning of the spire
Em7 B7 And yet he still searched for warmth
C#m7b5 A7 But it was cold by the fire [Instrumental Interlude]
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 [Other]
Em7 B7 She grips me tight, she grips me
C#m7b5 tight
A7 Em7 B7 But I still rip at the seams
C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 I can’t sleep at night, never
A7 slept at night
Em7 B7 But she still sits in my dreams
C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 I’m out of sight, so out of sight
A7 Em7 B7 But she sees what I see
C#m7b5 A7 She's watching me
Em7 B7 She's still watching me
C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 She still sees what I see
C#m7b5 A7
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 The train’s motion
Em7 B7 C#m7b5 A7 Untidy echo
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