Spiteful Intervention chords
by of Montreal
tabbed by Arcelle
[Eb] [Eb/G] [Fm] [Fm7] [Eb]
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It's [Eb]fucking sad that we need a [F#]tragedy to occur to [C#]gain a fresh perspective in our [F#]lives
[Eb]Nothing happens for a reason, [F#]there's no point even pretending, [C#]you know the sad truth as well as [F#]I
[Eb]Oh god, the morning light, [B]sun rays bring my paranoia, [C#]I can't function unless I'm the [F#]only one awake
[Eb]Ooh[B] o[C#]oh [F#]ooh
[Eb]Rancour of our [B]last conversation, that [C#]fucking word you de[F#]form to
Eb B C# N.C.
Handicap me, then abuse your advantage, I'm nervous, my soul is returning to crystals
[Eb]Cause your [B]eyes are an [C#]agent of [F#]darkness
N.C.
There's nothing to fight, it's just a bit of fait accompli
[Ab] [Bb]
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
[F#]Lately I'm rotted in the [B]filth of self-offered [C#]agonies that really should [F#]fill me with [Fm]shame
But all I [B]have is dramatic energy
[F#5] [F5] [Eb5] [C#5]
[F]I lost my page in being the black-stamped disciple in your heart collage
Eb B C# N.C.
Feels wrong to celebrate, we need to suffer more, face our puerility, ban
Converts that [Eb]vitiate, devise new [B]stratagems to [C#]disavow our quotidian [Ab]character[Bb]s
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
I [F#]know I'm upside-down about [B]you, your [C#]kindness seems like blasphemy of [F#]some sick edu[Fm]cation
On the [B]limits of humanity, so [Ab]I profane the [C#]laws of some Victorian garbage, [Ab]and listen to you [C#]
smashing up my studio again
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
[F#]Lately all I can pro[B]duce is psychotic [C#]vitriol that really should [F#]fill me with [Fm]guilt
But all I [B]have is asthmatic energy
[F#5] [F5] [Eb5] [C#5] [Eb(11-13-13-12-11-11)]
by of Montreal
tabbed by Arcelle
[Eb] [Eb/G] [Fm] [Fm7] [Eb]
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It's [Eb]fucking sad that we need a [F#]tragedy to occur to [C#]gain a fresh perspective in our [F#]lives
[Eb]Nothing happens for a reason, [F#]there's no point even pretending, [C#]you know the sad truth as well as [F#]I
[Eb]Oh god, the morning light, [B]sun rays bring my paranoia, [C#]I can't function unless I'm the [F#]only one awake
[Eb]Ooh[B] o[C#]oh [F#]ooh
[Eb]Rancour of our [B]last conversation, that [C#]fucking word you de[F#]form to
Eb B C# N.C.
Handicap me, then abuse your advantage, I'm nervous, my soul is returning to crystals
[Eb]Cause your [B]eyes are an [C#]agent of [F#]darkness
N.C.
There's nothing to fight, it's just a bit of fait accompli
[Ab] [Bb]
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
[F#]Lately I'm rotted in the [B]filth of self-offered [C#]agonies that really should [F#]fill me with [Fm]shame
But all I [B]have is dramatic energy
[F#5] [F5] [Eb5] [C#5]
[F]I lost my page in being the black-stamped disciple in your heart collage
Eb B C# N.C.
Feels wrong to celebrate, we need to suffer more, face our puerility, ban
Converts that [Eb]vitiate, devise new [B]stratagems to [C#]disavow our quotidian [Ab]character[Bb]s
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
I [F#]know I'm upside-down about [B]you, your [C#]kindness seems like blasphemy of [F#]some sick edu[Fm]cation
On the [B]limits of humanity, so [Ab]I profane the [C#]laws of some Victorian garbage, [Ab]and listen to you [C#]
smashing up my studio again
I [F#]spend my waking hours [B]haunting my own life, I [C#]made the one I love start [F#]crying toni[Fm]ght
And it felt [B]good, still there [C#]must be a more elegant [F#]solution[Bbm]
[F#]Lately all I can pro[B]duce is psychotic [C#]vitriol that really should [F#]fill me with [Fm]guilt
But all I [B]have is asthmatic energy
[F#5] [F5] [Eb5] [C#5] [Eb(11-13-13-12-11-11)]
