The Hotelier

Fear Of Good

The Hotelier
39 Displays 
Tom: D

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Skin, caked with the sap of pine, 
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can't catch against my roaring mind. 
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The coat slips off my etched spine. 
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It's a weight no longer carried 

[Chorus]

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and I'm freezing. 
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So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.

[Verse]

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A message to my brother sky, 
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I long to hold your hand tonight 
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but when up against this summit's height 
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I'm tense, I'm small, I'm speechless 

[Chorus]

         A   D
and I'm freezing. 
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.