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Location - Freelance Whales
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Tabbed by: fenderatticus
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard, Capo 1
Chords relative to capo
Not 100% to the song, it sounds good on an acoustic.
[C]I am starting to sense your [F]location
You are somewhere in the a[Am]ttic
Looking something close to [G]tragic
Knitting t-shirts and your [C]mattress
I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell
With my toes grazing the c[Am]edar
Thinking softly what a t[G]inder box we li[F]ve in
And what a flammable heart I've been g[C]iven
[E]You could be in several different p[Am]laces
I am sensing your [C]location
I am starting to sense your l[F]ocation
You are somewhere in the b[Am]asement
Beating on a makeshift d[G]rum kit
Songs that I can hardly s[C]tomach
I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell
With my fingers shaking f[Am]rantic
Thinking softly what a c[G]oncrete mess we li[F]ve in
And what a ice box heart I've been g[C]iven
[E]You could be in several different [Am]places
I am sensing your l[C]ocation
[E]You could be in several different
[Am]I am starting to sense your loc[C]ale now
[C]I am to starting to sense your l[F]ocation
In in an old abandoned ma[Am]nsion
In a country side of E[G]ngland
Spirits trapped inside the l[C]inens
And you're feeling quite at [F]home there
Also feeling somewhat l[Am]onely
No one sees you in your p[G]ixelated [F]fish nets
And your black and orange [C]beret
[E]You could be in several different pl[Am]aces
I am sensing your lo[C]cation
[E]You could be in several different
[Am]I am starting to sense your locale[C] now
[E]Oh please believe the ghost in me
Is [Am]doing what I can to find you o[C]ut
C C/B'
end on C
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Location - Freelance Whales
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Tabbed by: fenderatticus
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard, Capo 1
Chords relative to capo
Not 100% to the song, it sounds good on an acoustic.
[C]I am starting to sense your [F]location
You are somewhere in the a[Am]ttic
Looking something close to [G]tragic
Knitting t-shirts and your [C]mattress
I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell
With my toes grazing the c[Am]edar
Thinking softly what a t[G]inder box we li[F]ve in
And what a flammable heart I've been g[C]iven
[E]You could be in several different p[Am]laces
I am sensing your [C]location
I am starting to sense your l[F]ocation
You are somewhere in the b[Am]asement
Beating on a makeshift d[G]rum kit
Songs that I can hardly s[C]tomach
I'm floating on the s[F]tairwell
With my fingers shaking f[Am]rantic
Thinking softly what a c[G]oncrete mess we li[F]ve in
And what a ice box heart I've been g[C]iven
[E]You could be in several different [Am]places
I am sensing your l[C]ocation
[E]You could be in several different
[Am]I am starting to sense your loc[C]ale now
[C]I am to starting to sense your l[F]ocation
In in an old abandoned ma[Am]nsion
In a country side of E[G]ngland
Spirits trapped inside the l[C]inens
And you're feeling quite at [F]home there
Also feeling somewhat l[Am]onely
No one sees you in your p[G]ixelated [F]fish nets
And your black and orange [C]beret
[E]You could be in several different pl[Am]aces
I am sensing your lo[C]cation
[E]You could be in several different
[Am]I am starting to sense your locale[C] now
[E]Oh please believe the ghost in me
Is [Am]doing what I can to find you o[C]ut
C C/B'
end on C
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0
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