Art Of Doubt

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Tono:
Am Em Am Em [Verse 1]
Am Where do failed imposters go? Burn the book that says you took the
Em High road, high road
Am Autumn, the fog rolls low Over rooftops far below the
Em High road, high road
Am Springtime, the vespers chime Blossoms fill the trees that line the
Em High road, high road
C Where did all your worries go?
Am Now I guess we'll never know
Em How you hit the Well, how you hit the [Pre-Chorus]
C G F# Em You said "don't let your heart give out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my heart give out
C G F# Em You said "don't let your breath run out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my breath run out [Chorus]
C Em Well it's true, I push too hard I guess
Bm Am To use whatever fuel is left
C G F# Am Em At its best it's all the art of doubt [Verse 2]
Am Well, I really don't know how we call this peace
Em 'Cause it's a goddamn shame about the wall to wall wars
C Pleading self-defence but the story's old
Am Murder's worth it, we're told
Em There's a promise on the way, yeah I don't believe what they say [Pre-Chorus]
C G F# Em You said "don't let your heart give out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my heart give out
C G F# Em You said "don't let your breath run out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my breath run out [Chorus]
C Em Well, it's magical, your meaningless
Bm Am Habitual, mundane excess
C G F# Am Em At its best it's all the art of doubt
Am Em Doubt [Verse 3]
Am Now we gotta take it upon ourselves Next time the kick drum starts
Em Drag your mind from the gutter babe
C All this isolation's sinister
Am So be kind to yourself
Em There will never be another you There's just nobody else that's you [Pre-Chorus]
C G F# Em You said "don't let your heart give out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my heart give out
C G F# Em You said "don't let your breath run out"
C G F# Em No, I won't let my breath run out [Chorus]
C Em Well it's true, I push too hard I guess
Bm Am To use whatever fuel is left
C Em Yeah it's true, I push too hard I guess
Bm Am To use whatever fuel is left
C Em Yeah it's true, I push too hard I guess
Bm Am To use whatever fuel is left
C G F# Em At its best it's all the art of doubt
C G F# Em At its best it's all the art of
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Composición: Emily Haines

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