Fear in Motion Chords by Wumpscut:, Wumpscut, Wumpscut
Tempo:
130.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
Ab
C
Bb
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
There is no time.
I feel it waking, seeking.
I'm feeding with confusion.
I'm sliding through your mind.
And you, you try to comprehend nothing.
The mind-gate [A] of an animal.
You swear you saw it, and what did you [G] really see?
What was it?
What of it?
I'm looking through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
[Ab] His air pushes past, over the valleys I hold.
What was it?
What of it?
[G]
[C]
[Abm] [G] He sits in static, genetically still.
The sound finds its way in, wrapped in by his ears.
Dragging his screaming through a hull of glass.
What was it?
[C] What of it?
I'm looking [G] through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
His air pushes fast over the valley by hole.
[Ab] Singing circles, [G] trace [C] the tracers, wheel of angles [G] angled within wheels.
[Fm] Singing circles, [G]
trace the tracers, wheel of angles angled within wheels.
[Ab] I found no peace in solitude.
[C] I found no chaos in catastrophe.
I found no peace in [G] solitude.
I found no chaos in catastrophe.
[Ab] [Bb] [C]
[G] It's only their words they [Ab] speak, [Gm] [C] so speak with [G] your own.
[Ab] [Bb] [C]
[G]
[Ab] With your own.
There is no time.
I feel it waking, seeking.
I'm feeding with confusion.
I'm sliding through your mind.
And you, you try to comprehend nothing.
The mind-gate [A] of an animal.
You swear you saw it, and what did you [G] really see?
What was it?
What of it?
I'm looking through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
[Ab] His air pushes past, over the valleys I hold.
What was it?
What of it?
[G]
[C]
[Abm] [G] He sits in static, genetically still.
The sound finds its way in, wrapped in by his ears.
Dragging his screaming through a hull of glass.
What was it?
[C] What of it?
I'm looking [G] through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
His air pushes fast over the valley by hole.
[Ab] Singing circles, [G] trace [C] the tracers, wheel of angles [G] angled within wheels.
[Fm] Singing circles, [G]
trace the tracers, wheel of angles angled within wheels.
[Ab] I found no peace in solitude.
[C] I found no chaos in catastrophe.
I found no peace in [G] solitude.
I found no chaos in catastrophe.
[Ab] [Bb] [C]
[G] It's only their words they [Ab] speak, [Gm] [C] so speak with [G] your own.
[Ab] [Bb] [C]
[G]
[Ab] With your own.
Key:
G
Ab
C
Bb
A
G
Ab
C
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_ _ _ There is no time.
I feel it waking, _ seeking.
I'm feeding with confusion.
I'm sliding through your mind. _ _
_ And you, you try to comprehend _ _ _ nothing. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The mind-gate [A] of an animal.
_ You swear you saw it, _ and what did you [G] really see?
_ What was it?
_ What of it?
I'm looking through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
[Ab] His air pushes past, over the valleys I hold.
What was it?
What of it?
_ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ [G] He sits in static, _ genetically still.
The sound finds its way in, wrapped in by his ears.
_ Dragging his screaming through a hull of glass. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ What was it?
[C] _ What of it?
_ I'm looking [G] through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
His air pushes fast over the valley by hole. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] Singing circles, [G] trace [C] the tracers, _ wheel of angles [G] angled within wheels.
_ [Fm] Singing circles, [G] _
trace the tracers, _ wheel of angles angled within wheels.
[Ab] I found no peace in solitude.
_ [C] I found no chaos in catastrophe.
_ I found no peace in [G] solitude.
I found no chaos in catastrophe. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ It's only their words they [Ab] speak, _ [Gm] _ [C] so speak with [G] your own. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] With your own.
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_ _ _ There is no time.
I feel it waking, _ seeking.
I'm feeding with confusion.
I'm sliding through your mind. _ _
_ And you, you try to comprehend _ _ _ nothing. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The mind-gate [A] of an animal.
_ You swear you saw it, _ and what did you [G] really see?
_ What was it?
_ What of it?
I'm looking through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
[Ab] His air pushes past, over the valleys I hold.
What was it?
What of it?
_ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ [G] He sits in static, _ genetically still.
The sound finds its way in, wrapped in by his ears.
_ Dragging his screaming through a hull of glass. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ What was it?
[C] _ What of it?
_ I'm looking [G] through the dark.
His red fingers flutter by.
His air pushes fast over the valley by hole. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] Singing circles, [G] trace [C] the tracers, _ wheel of angles [G] angled within wheels.
_ [Fm] Singing circles, [G] _
trace the tracers, _ wheel of angles angled within wheels.
[Ab] I found no peace in solitude.
_ [C] I found no chaos in catastrophe.
_ I found no peace in [G] solitude.
I found no chaos in catastrophe. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ It's only their words they [Ab] speak, _ [Gm] _ [C] so speak with [G] your own. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] With your own.