Atmosphere - Angelface Chords

[C#m] I love this fucking [F#] country. _ _ _ _
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[C#m] _ _ _ [F#] I'm trying to take the [B] poorly.
[C#m] Yes.
Headed out West.
And [F#] got it pressed with the nurture that she gave me.
Made me trip and get upset.
[C#m] There was a lady in Los Angeles [F#] that handled this the way the [B] manual suggests,
the way the manual [C#m] suggests.
She turned me on to music that I never heard [F#] before.
She told me stories from a cup I hadn't learned to [C#m] pour.
And I don't know what for [F#] professional journals or perpetual burn holes scarring up the dirty [C#m] floor.
Found a hollow hole [F#] in the Colorado snow It's like I follow anywhere they tell the
owl [C#m] to go Took a stroll with the [F#] feline
It sat silent while the snowflakes fell into the [C#m] seaside
Can't let her dance up [F#] on the top floor Been there, done that, what do you think it's locked [C#m] for?
I've lost more to my traveling [F#] soul Can I hear the talk about Spobby?
I'll be on the [C#m] road Down, down, down [F#] in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, cold train and pain [C#m] pills
Sometimes the ceiling's too easy to [F#] stare at But it keeps me from a forest [B] full of snare
taps and bear [C#m] traps And it can't come clean without [A] the sun cream
[F#] And it ain't complete without the [C#m] Swampy And I can tell she don't want [F#] me as it's
time to climb back into the van and make a back [C#m] step
I had to add one more story [F#] to the infinite Already interwoven through a New [B] York [C#m] cigarette
Ex-lover and a best [F#] friend Best lover and an ex-friend
Open for alcoholics, anti [C#m]-mentalism and the rhythm of religion [F#] on the PA
Make the people here say, God bless the [C#m] DJ She stays to wait for a [F#] replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it [C#m] from the freeway
Chicago inside of an [F#] empty bottle There's a thin line between gossip and [C#m] gospel
And there's a house over there [F#] near Wicker Park
Where I found out Smart was afraid of the [C#m] dark
Had to break a heart just to [F#] help me heal up Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me
seal [C#m] up And make sure the demons [F#] stay beneath the
cord Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe
in [C#m] more Look around you, there's [F#] angels amongst us
Look around you, there's angels amongst [C#m] us Sitting in the rain at some [F#] sidewalk cafe
Half of a wet cigarette wet in the [C#m] ashtray Just trying to find a lost soul [F#] to save
And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road that's [C#m] paved
Keep faith in my suitcase, [F#] packed by beliefs Angels exist, I've even seen some [C#m] sleep
I love this fucking [F#] country _ _ _ [B]
And she loved [C#m] me more than I could [F#] imagine
So I waited till she slept [B] and I stepped in the [C#m] traffic
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_ _ _ _ Put _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] my headphones on for this world I ignore [N] Destination uptown _ _
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_ _ _ I'm a lost _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D#] soul _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D#] trying _ [N] _ _ _ _
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_ to find a road that's paved _ _ _ _ _