The New Pornographers

The New Pornographers

Whiteout Conditions
Composição de (A.C. Newman)
Intro: Bb   Gm 

verse 1 
Bb                                                                                    
I'm flying, feeling the ceiling, I'm barely dealing them 
Bb                                                                                    
The faces of faintest appraises, are too revealing 
       Gm                                                                             
Such a waste of a beautiful day, someone should say 
Gm                                                                                    
it's such a waste of the only impossible logical way, and 
    Bb                                                                                
I'm flying arms open, I wasn't hoping for it 
Bb                                                                                    
When I was hoping for freedom, you couldn't beat 'em 
       Gm                                                                             
So you crumbled, you doubled your dosage,  
Gm                                                                     
You want to go to the inhibitor blocking the passage, The thing is massive 

Bridge 
        F                     Gm                              F                         
And the sky will come for you once, just sit tight until it's done 
                          Gm                              F                            
The sky will come for you once, just sit tight until it's done 

verse 2 
Bb                                                                                    
Got so hooked on a feeling, I started dealing 
Bb                                                                                    
In a stage of green sort of maddening,  
                         Gm                                                           
I got a stand that every radio buzzing it wasn't a dream of the moment, 
Gm                                                                                    
Wasn't a current to carry me, keeping me going 


[Refrão]
Bb Dm Gm F Only want to get to work, but every morning I'm too sick to drive Bb Dm Gm F Suffering whiteout conditions, forget the mission just get out alive Bb Dm Gm F Only want to deem the purpose, don't need to scratch the surface, raise the cloud Bb Dm Gm F Suffering whiteout conditions, forget your mission just get out somehow Post-Chorus Bb Gm verse 3 Bb Everywheres suddenly busy, suddenly dizzy, Bb You're so easy it's pushing you over, they're taking tours of Gm The treasurous trip of the badlands, you have your demands Gm Maybe you're right, but nothing, it's just a bad hand
[Refrão]
Bb Dm Gm F Only want to get to work, but every morning I'm too sick to drive Bb Dm Gm F Suffering whiteout conditions, forget the mission just get out alive Bb Dm Gm F Only want to deem the purpose, don't need to scratch the surface, raise the cloud Bb Dm Gm F Suffering whiteout conditions, forget your mission just get out somehow Post-Chorus Bb Gm verse 4 Bb I'm flying a fine ceiling, I see myself in a revival it suddenly hits me Bb Gm It's going viral, such a waste of a beautiful day, someone should say Gm It's such a waste of the only impossible logical way and Bb Got so hooked on a feeling, I started dealing Bb But the days spent kicking the cages, are too revealing Gm So committed to your misfortune, but still a cheater Gm Such a waste of a beautiful day, wish you could be here Outro Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb

Enviado por: Roberto Poiel

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