White Days chords
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Intro: [F] - [C] (x2)
[F]Ink and Pen were unde[C]r her hand,
The [F]color leaked through the p[C]apers edge,
[F]Compose words, what you me[C]ant to say,
Her [F]words get stuck as her p[C]en it sways
[G]Don't--
[C]Don't reply you have co[F]me to the end,
Like the [G]foxes were sly,
I will n[F]ever unfold, no [C]never un[G]fold
[C]Hold your head high ab[F]ove what you meant
Don't pre[G]tend to repent
I will ne[F]ver unfold, no [C]never un[G]fold again.
[F] - [C]
[F]Even when all her th[C]oughts have passed,
The [F]world seems clear now she's e[C]mptied her head,
Wher[F]e she hides behind all the w[C]ords she spilled
Like a [F]veil of text that she's dr[C]aped behind.
[G]Noo---
[C]Don't reply you have c[C]ome to the end,
Like the f[G]oxes were sly,
I will [F]never unfold, no n[C]ever unf[G]old
[C]Hold your head high ab[F]ove what you meant
Dont pret[G]end to repent,
I will [F]never unfold, no ne[C]ver unf[G]old
(single strumming)
[F]Even when her thoughts have passed her h[C]ead seems clearer now
Her [F]words are empty, lost and cold
She's l[C]ying to herself.
[F]Ink and Pen were unde[C]r her hand,
The [F]color leaked through the p[C]apers edge,
[F]Compose words, what you me[C]ant to say,
Her [F]words get stuck as her p[C]en it sways
[G]Don't--
[C]Don't reply you have co[F]me to the end,
Like the [G]foxes were sly,
I will n[F]ever unfold, no [C]never un[G]fold
[C]Hold your head high ab[F]ove what you meant
Don't pre[G]tend to repent
I will ne[F]ver unfold, no [C]never un[G]fold again.
[F] - [C]
[F]Even when all her th[C]oughts have passed,
The [F]world seems clear now she's e[C]mptied her head,
Wher[F]e she hides behind all the w[C]ords she spilled
Like a [F]veil of text that she's dr[C]aped behind.
[G]Noo---
[C]Don't reply you have c[C]ome to the end,
Like the f[G]oxes were sly,
I will [F]never unfold, no n[C]ever unf[G]old
[C]Hold your head high ab[F]ove what you meant
Dont pret[G]end to repent,
I will [F]never unfold, no ne[C]ver unf[G]old
(single strumming)
[F]Even when her thoughts have passed her h[C]ead seems clearer now
Her [F]words are empty, lost and cold
She's l[C]ying to herself.
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