Dlz Chords

TV On The Radio - DLZ
 
[Verse]
G#m                    E                B
Congratulations on the mess you made of things 
G#m                          E                B
On trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings. 
G#m                  E              B
And oxidation is the compromise you own 
    G#m                                E           B
But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants a bone, say
 
[Chorus]
G#m      E        B
lalala – lalala - lalala
 
[Verse]
G#m                          E            B
You force your fire then you falsify your deeds 
G#m                        E                  B
Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds
G#m                             E              B
And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds
    G#m                                E            B
But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost a lead
 
[Chorus]
G#m      E        B
lalala – lalala - lalala
G#m                                E
This is beginning to feel like the long 
                    B
winded blues of the never
G#m                                 E
This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly 
    B
and finding a throat to choke 
G#m                                E
This is beginning to feel like the long 
                    B
winded blues of the never
G#m                             E
Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture 
    B
and blowing the crows, the smoke 
G#m                                E
This is beginning to feel like the long 
                    B
winded blues of the never
G#m                         E
Static explosion devoted to crushing the broken 
    B
and shoving their souls to ghost 
 
[Verse]
G#m
Eternalized. Objectified.
E                      B
You set your sights so high. 
    G#m
But this is beginning to feel like 
    E                          B
the bolt busted loose from the lever 
 
[Chorus]
G#m
Never mind, death professor 
E                      B
Your structure’s fine, my dust is better 
G#m
Your victim flies so high
E                         B
All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next 
 
G#m
Never you mind, death professor.
E             B
Cause love is life, my love is better. 
G#m
Your victim flies so high 
E                              B
Eyes could be the diamonds confused with who's next 
 
G#m
Never you mind, death professor. 
E                     B
Your shocks are fine, my struts are better. 
G#m
Your fiction flies so high, 
E                         B
Y'all could use a doctor. Who's sick, who's next? 
 
G#m
Never you mind, death professor. 
E            B
Electrified, my love is better 
G#m
It's crystallized, so am I. 
E                         B
All could be the diamond fused with who's next 
 
G#m                                E                 B
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the loser forever
G#m                                E                 B
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the loser forever
G#m                                E                 B
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of the loser forever
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