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Bag chords

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THX to Jussi Heinonen

Dm G C
Dm G C

Dm      G               C
Endless evenings of non-exist
            Am             Dm
Are getting shorter, monotonous
        G           C 
Like an intruder, I belong outside
Am         G                 F
Although I find myself right back
                        C
The same place I was before
                           G
Saying things I'd say once more

Dm         G                C  Am
There's no reason for me to be here, no
Dm         G              C
I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends
F        G              Am
Who are talking at me, saying things
F        
I couldn't care less about
G
This dialogue is without


F      G           C
Worth, content, significance
F      G          Am
Conversational ambivalence
F         G                C                    F
Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right
      G                C - C - C - C D C B C B (single notes or power chords)
To be left holding the bag

Am - G - F - C D C B C B 

Am   G                F          G
    Give me something I can sink my teeth into
Am              G   
Show me a time, tell me a story
F                    G            Am      G
I haven't heard a million times before     
        F        G
I pass out from boredom

Am G F G
Am G F G

Dm   G                C      Am
As I watch the people pass (I watch them pass)
Dm     G                 C               Am
I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating
F           G             Am 
Are we all living for the past, never realizing
F                     G
We're clinging to an empty bag


F        G           C
Lacking content, significance
F        G          Am
Conversational ambivalence
F         G                 C                    F
Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right
                 G                C
We'll see who's left holding the bag

            
            
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