No Brakes
Pigeon Pit
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Verse 1
D Em7 April blooming, white jasmine spills over on Bm7 To the worn out floral pattern couch G D Em7 Where I have been waiting. Hey, kid, I think our vessel is sinking under the weight Bm7 Of our dark as black coffee spiked G D With cheap whiskey thinking. I stand up at the front of your bed Em7 Bm7 G Pull down the sleeves on my beat up black and white wool sweater. D Em7 I'm squeezing the little red marks on my wrist where G D I made some mistakes
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Verse 2
D Em7 Minds blank and limbs bruised Bm7 G Stomachs full of black coffee and plantains D Em7 In the thick smoky fog of your bedsheets Bm7 G We have dug our graves D Em7 Seattle is just around the corner Bm7 I feel excited and nervous G And a little bit cornered D Em7 We shave each others' heads to escape the heat G D And take to the streets
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Verse 3
D Em7 Bm7 And we rise in the late morning on New Year‘s Day to our feast of leftovers and G D Falling back to sleep in the sun in your front yard. Em7 I think about how long it's been since Bm7 G I've felt so full and safe and warm. D Em7 And I ride downtown on my bike all the same Bm7 G With my headphone in —eyehategod— And no brakes. D Em7 Days like these got me smiling so hard it hurts my face; G D I'm going to wake up tomorrow, whatever it takes
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