Chords for Atmosphere - A Song About a Friend

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69.35 bpm
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F#

G#

Bm

C#

F#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Atmosphere - A Song About a Friend chords
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I didn't say nothing.
What?
I didn't say nothing.
I think you did.
No, I didn't.
No, you didn't say anything.
No.
You looked at me.
I didn't say nothing.
You look like some kind of fucking freak.
I didn't look at you.
Yeah, you looked at me.
No.
Yeah, you fucking did.
What do you mean [F#] freak?
[Bm]
[F#]
[Bm]
[F#] These headphones keep me from [Bm] remembering.
Also guilty of letting me not forget.
Also guilty.
With hyper-harvestable September rain.
Everyone to put them to that 10, body please kill me.
I've got a 6, it [F#] feels like love.
It's not [G#] contagious, take off your gloves.
Drop your defenses.
Fly a code of perfect.
I'll form the sentences you try to interpret.
[C#] It'd all be so simple if [Bm] I was rich.
But I'm not.
But I'm not.
So I compensate with art.
I got a lot of nuts that you need to know.
[C#] You would think he wasn't aware of where you go.
Swimming in a puddle [F#] of impostors.
Losing my ground in the name of taking it farther.
Who can thumb wrestle, but who can make a daughter?
I [D] thought it was supposed to get easier when you worked harder.
[G#] Stole the city.
I still feel hopeless.
Baited the hook.
Taught me selfish.
I'm gonna gut it, clean it, cook it, feed [F#] it to a sheep.
And see if I can get her to need me.
And now I'm standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I flip my head a little I can look [Bm] up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet that she'd move.
So I'm a [D] tap her on the shoulder, I'm a give her a clue.
[G#] Standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I flip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet that she'd move.
So I'm a tap her on the shoulder, I'm a give her a clue.
Norma Hicks is a scroll down the street.
A pro and he geeks and he sold it like to me.
Show you the [E] beating of the artery.
He leaps upon [C#] the end of the seat as he pretends [F#m] he can breathe.
Lend me a [G#] piece of your suit.
Here we already.
I feel alone on this mission.
I'm wishing there was more of me.
A pair of me.
Apparently I'm a parasite caught inside a paradox.
A paradise.
A parody.
The hair for me, Sep.
God's what you need for you to get over me.
And move on with God's speed.
I'd let it all go.
And break eggs for a living if I wasn't so conditioned to just take what I'm given.
Get it.
Got it.
Catch it.
Lost it.
Yet I can't stop it.
It's embedded in my optic.
Plus the frustration is a product of the loss of.
If you can't walk away can you at least [F#] change the topic?
Over extended [G#] the amount of time allotted.
Broke the engine.
I don't know.
Crack the block.
Now I'm standing at the gravel roadside festival.
And I ain't trying to move because this view [F#] is incredible.
Standing at the [G#] bottom of the steps.
If I zip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet.
That she'd move.
So I'm a tap her on the shoulder.
I'm a give her a clue.
Standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I zip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet.
That she'd move.
So [F#] I'm a tap her on the shoulder.
I'm a give her a clue.
You fallen, [G#] next fall off.
She falling.
She isn't sleeping.
He on me.
Is a gentle hand.
He's a muscle in a bottle.
And I stepped inside a pothole.
I stepped inside a pothole.
I'll forget my name.
somehow forgot my name
blew off the flame
blew off the flame
means to an end
[F#] means to an end
can't even be friends
it's a song about a friend
she's still [G#] inside the dream
she's still talking dreams
angel spread her wings
angel spread her wings
trying to comprehend
i'm still trying to comprehend
[C#] can't even be friends
it's [F#m] a song about a friend
[Bm]
[C#] [F#m]
[Bm]
[C#] [D]
[G#]
[Bm]
[F#m] [F#]
smile like you're that shit
you know what i'm saying
cause like some of y'all
[B] if you ain't smiling you're ugly
i swear to god that's smiling
some meat buns
all right on
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_ _ I didn't say nothing.
What?
I didn't say nothing.
I think you did.
No, I didn't.
No, you didn't say anything.
No.
You looked at me.
I didn't say nothing.
You look like some kind of fucking freak.
I didn't look at you.
Yeah, you looked at me.
No.
Yeah, you fucking did.
What do you mean [F#] freak?
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ These headphones keep me from [Bm] remembering.
Also guilty of letting me not forget.
Also guilty.
With hyper-harvestable September rain.
Everyone to put them to that 10, body please kill me.
I've got a 6, it [F#] feels like love.
It's not [G#] contagious, take off your gloves.
Drop your defenses.
Fly a code of perfect.
I'll form the sentences you try to interpret.
[C#] It'd all be so simple if [Bm] I was rich.
But I'm not.
But I'm not.
So I compensate with art.
I got a lot of nuts that you need to know.
[C#] You would think he wasn't aware of where you go.
Swimming in a puddle [F#] of impostors.
Losing my ground in the name of taking it farther.
Who can thumb wrestle, but who can make a daughter?
I [D] thought it was supposed to get easier when you worked harder.
[G#] Stole the city.
I still feel hopeless.
Baited the hook.
Taught me selfish.
I'm gonna gut it, clean it, cook it, feed [F#] it to a sheep.
And see if I can get her to need me.
And now I'm standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I flip my head a little I can look [Bm] up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet that she'd move.
So I'm a [D] tap her on the shoulder, I'm a give her a clue.
[G#] Standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I flip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet that she'd move.
So I'm a tap her on the shoulder, I'm a give her a clue.
Norma Hicks is a scroll down the street.
A pro and he geeks and he sold it like to me.
Show you the [E] beating of the artery.
He leaps upon [C#] the end of the seat as he pretends [F#m] he can breathe.
Lend me a [G#] piece of your suit.
Here we already.
I feel alone on this mission.
I'm wishing there was more of me.
A pair of me.
Apparently I'm a parasite caught inside a paradox.
A paradise.
A parody.
The hair for me, Sep.
God's what you need for you to get over me.
And move on with God's speed.
I'd let it all go.
And break eggs for a living if I wasn't so conditioned to just take what I'm given.
Get it.
Got it.
Catch it.
Lost it.
Yet I can't stop it.
It's embedded in my optic.
Plus the frustration is a product of the loss of.
If you can't walk away can you at least [F#] change the topic?
Over extended [G#] the amount of time allotted.
Broke the engine.
I don't know.
Crack the block.
Now I'm standing at the gravel roadside festival.
And I ain't trying to move because this view [F#] is incredible.
Standing at the [G#] bottom of the steps.
If I zip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet.
That she'd move.
So I'm a tap her on the shoulder.
I'm a give her a clue.
Standing at the bottom of the steps.
If I zip my head a little I can look up her dress.
And I'm willing to bet.
That she'd move.
So [F#] I'm a tap her on the shoulder.
I'm a give her a clue.
You fallen, [G#] next fall off.
She falling.
She isn't sleeping.
He on me.
Is a gentle hand.
He's a muscle in a bottle.
And I stepped inside a pothole.
I stepped inside a pothole.
I'll forget my name.
somehow forgot my name
blew off the flame
blew off the flame
means to an end
[F#] means to an end
can't even be friends
it's a song about a friend
she's still [G#] inside the dream
she's still talking dreams
angel spread her wings
angel spread her wings
trying to comprehend
i'm still trying to comprehend
[C#] can't even be friends
it's [F#m] a song about a friend
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#]
smile like you're that shit
you know what i'm saying
cause like some of y'all
[B] if you ain't smiling you're ugly
i swear to god that's smiling
some meat buns
all right on