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Sunday's Pretty Icons Intro F C F C G Em G E Am F There is no hole in which to hide Am Em There is no plane to catch Am F No hope, tell them that's warm enough Am G E No rent to a room that's quiet Am F A friend I've known through six degrees Am Em Comes down to where I hide Am F A friend I've known through dreams and prayers Am G C She comes back to my side C F You're so far from wanting to talk C G Em You're so far from wanting to say something good G E Feel something good Am F The sea cries of loves of girls Am Em The sea cries of boys Am F The storm, we are the both of us Am G C Too close to ever love C F Whisky from the island of Sun C G Whisky from the year you were born Em G E Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile Am F Somebody asked me what hell was like Am Em Somebody asked me for help Am F Somebody asked me what hell was like Am G F C Lunging and happening, parting of souls F C Every girl you ever admired (Every boy you ever desired) F C Every love you ever forgot (every person that you) F C despised is forgiven G Em Bm A Em Bm Fm# F# F Dm Am G Dm Am Em E X3 (until fade) By Ricky Gerbilsky. firstname.lastname@example.org