Remove AdsParquet Courts - Captive Of The Sun
Human Performance - 2016
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[Intro]
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A D
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[Verse 1]
F#My miss phonia brought the
faders up, now
A Dshe's a military grade in Dolby
surround
F#around 5.1, Cue the barking
from the baritone
Aconductor in the pit for the
Dcar honk duet
F#Half-tone harmony from the
sewer
A DRebel youth choir belt phrases
even newer
F#Dump truck man drops the beat
with trash cans,
A Dcall 911! We got therapy
demands.
F#Philharmonic got a first chair
car crash
A DPan the falsetto to smash the
glass
F#It's a drive-by lullaby that
couldn't get worse
A DA melody abandoned in the key
of New York
[Chorus 1]
DbmWhere nothing comes after, I'm
Da pass-time streamer, hanging
from the rafters
BI don't get out, I don't have
Dbm Dfun, Livin' like a captive of
F#the sun
[Verse 2]
F#So I gotta put my shades on
F#Riding through the city as I
gets my escalade on
F#Flipping down the streets that
my reputation was made on
F#King of the city, the mayor
finna put a parade on
F#Drop the confetti from off the
rooftop
AWell I come down candy and let
Dmy roof drop
F#I got a baddie shotgun in a
tube top
AWith some Daisy Dukes on and
Dsome tube socks, listening to
Tupac
F#You ain't know I Do rock
records, I Do it all
AI got my hands in some cookie
Djars, you ain't knew at all
F#I took a chance and threw
caution up in the wind
A DCuz I got nothing to lose but
got something to win
[Chorus 2]
DbmWe throw it up against the wall
and see if it sticks
DIt's gon' end up being a bomb
or being the shit
BThey said the fix was in, guess
we'll know when it's done
DbmUntil then we'll just be
D F#captives of the sun
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[Verse 3]
F#I sightread the chart, clap the
rocks into sand
A D
A 12-pass van on a pot-holdbandstand
F#got an oil-can hangover by
default
Aand trucks pave the roads with
Damphetamine salt.
F#Skull shakin' cadence of the J
train rolls
A DRhythm of defeat, repeating
like a pulse
F#Marching on and static, lyrics
shout a retort
Ato the melody abandoned in the
Dkey of New York
[Chorus 1]
DbmWhere nothing comes after. I'm
Da pass-time streamer, hanging
from the rafters.
BI don't get out. I don't have
Dbm Dfun. Living like a captive of
F#the sun.
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