The Shins - Caring Is Creepy, аккорды

[Verse]:
        
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I think I'll go home and mull this over
         
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Before I cram it down my throat
        
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Em
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
           
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Has broken up into bits in my moat.

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    Rip the mattress  off the floor
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    Walk the cramps off go meander in the cold
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    Hail to your dark skin, hiding the fact you're dead again
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    Underneath the power lines seeking shade

      
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Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason

       
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It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
            
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That let us bet when you know we should'v fold
    
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On rocks I dreamt of where we'd stepped
           
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And of the whole mess of roads we're now on.

[Chorus]:
Em
             
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     Hold your glass up, hold it in
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     Never betray the way you've always known it is.
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     One day I'll be wondering how I got so old just wondering how
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     Never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.

       
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This is way beyond my remote concern of being condescending

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All these squaw-king birds won't quit.
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F#m
  
G
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Buil-ding no-thing, lay-ing  bricks.
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[Instrumental]:
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[Chorus]:
Em
             
D
       
Em
        
D
     Hold your glass up, hold it in
Em
             
D
                 
A
               
G
     Never betray the way you've always known it is.
Em
             
D
               
Em
           
D
                  
Em
     One day I'll be wondering how I got so old just wondering how
Em
             
D
            
A
              
G
 /*x2*/
     Never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.

        
G
 /*x4*/
This is way beyond my remote concern of being condescending

Bm
  
A
     
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F#m
  
Em
    
F#m
   
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all these squaw-king birds won't quit.
Bm
   
A
    
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F#m
    
Em
  
F#m
  
G
 /*hold*/
buil-ding no-thing, lay-ing  bricks.