Chords for Highly Suspect – 'Lydia' – NME Basement Sessions

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[F#] I _ am the [G#] hungry shark, that's the [D] merciless.
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[B] But the only girl could talk to [A] him, she couldn't swim, tell me [G#] what's worse than this.
_ _ _ And the echoes [F#] in the halls, they danced [G#] along the walls, the memories [A] of your ghost. _ _ _ _
[B] You were the one that I used to [A] love, and I'm still in love, but I never loved [G#] you the most.
_ _ I've seen better [D] days, so long [B] in vain.
In [C#] my youth, _ _ _ _ [D] I can't breathe, much less believe.
[B] You gave me everything [F#] you had, every little [G#] thing you had, a pair of bum [A] rears.
_ _ _ She's your best [B] and worst, and that's your worst, [A] you're still the best, but that's my best, [G#] I'm the worst.
_ It's a curse, [C#m] your eyes are lined [F#] in pain, [G#] black tears on heart and brain, and [A] I tied you to the tracks.
_ _ [G] _ _ [Am] When I [B] turned around, I heard your sound, I [A] hit the ground, and I noticed no turning [G#] back.
_ _ _ I've seen better [D]
days, so long in [B] vain.
In [F#] my youth, _ _ _ I [D] can't breathe, much less believe.
[B] _ The truth [G] _
_ [F#m] _ _ spread [D] out grace, so [B] afraid.
_ [F#] In my [G#] youth, _ [A] _ _ I [D] can't breathe, or [B] believe the truth.
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_ [A] _ [C#] Black motion, [F#] cold and dark, I am the hungry [C#] shark, fast and [F#m]
merciless.
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[B] The only girl who could talk [A] to him, she couldn't swim, tell me what's [G#] worse than this.
What's _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] worse is all the cold, the ice that numbs [G#] my throat, if only for [D] the night.
_ _ _ I'm most loose, no [B] contract, your bones are packed, it's [A] just a fact, cause I am here to [G#] win this fight.
_ _ I [D] can't fucking breathe, much less [B] believe _ [F#] the truth.
_ _ _ [E] I've picked up [D] a gun, aimed for the [B] soul, [F#] and shoot.
[F#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [B] Spread [D] out grace, so afraid.
In [C#] my [G#] youth, _ [A] _ I [D] can't breathe, _ or [B] believe _ [F#] the truth.
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Your [C#] eyes are lined in [D] pain, black tears on [G] heart and brain, and [A] I tied you to the tracks.
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When I turned around, I heard [G] that sound. _ _
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