Chords for Atmosphere- GodLovesUgly

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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ He might smell, but you [Eb]
can't do the right lip [D] lick with a [Gm] game.
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You got a [D] boyfriend?
Who are you waiting [Gm] for?
_ You're not supposed to smoke.
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_ _ [D] You're waiting for a fucking [Gm] slut?
No, I mean, oh, fuck!
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_ _ _ [D] What's my name?
[Gm] _
_ Why?
Why?
I didn't hear that.
[Eb]
Oh _ _ [D] _ my god, [Gm] he is so fucking ugly.
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I wear my scars [D] like the rings on a pimp.
[Gm]
I live life like the captain of a sinking [Eb] ship.
The one [D] thing that I can guarantee, I'm [Gm] like a stepping race.
I suggest you stay fair with [Eb] me.
Been paying dues [D] for a decade plus.
[Gm] Before that, I was just another face on the bus.
[Eb]
Tapping [Bbm] my foot [D] to the beat on the [Gm] radio.
Dreaming about the mic and the money and the ladies.
[Eb] Oh, mom, I [D] promise you're gonna be large.
[Gm]
Someday I'm gonna stop trying to borrow your car.
[Eb] Gonna go far [D] with charisma and skill
[Gm] until they put my face on a million dollar bill.
[Eb] _
Atmosphere, [D] it's just a ten letter word.
[Gm]
Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird.
[Eb] And if you didn't hear, [D] then fuck whatever's heard.
[Gm] I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured.
[Bbm] Caught up in the mix [D] of a bottle full of fix.
[Gm] I'ma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek.
[Eb] It's not that I don't like you, [D] I just don't wanna speak.
[Gm] You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week.
[Eb] The world keeps the [D] balance through mathematics.
[Gm]
Defined by whatever you've added and [Eb] subtracted.
I'm pushing on the hammer [D] to trigger the brain.
[Gm]
Embrace how I live, cause God loves [Eb] ugly.
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_ _ _ [D] Once _ _ [Gm] _
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upon a time [D] in Minneapolis, _ [Gm] yo.
_ I damn near had to kill [Eb] the show.
I stepped [D] on the stage, who is [Gm] it?
My name's Slug, I've come to kill a couple minutes.
[Eb] And what's up with the way [D] that everybody gathers [Gm] around each other
so they can steal each other's sound?
[Eb] If it's all about getting [D] down with the get down.
[Gm] How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?
[Eb] Up here's more clear [D] in its simplest form.
[Gm]
Nobody sees tears when you're standing in the storm.
[Eb] _
Abandoning the norm [D] and handling the harvest.
[Gm]
Measuring the worth by the depth of the hardship.
[Eb] I welcome all the hatred, [D] you can aim at my name.
[Gm] I held onto the secret ways of how to play the game.
[Eb]
When the soldiers started [D] running short on rations.
[G] I began tapping the egg to [Eb] spark the hatching.
Make it happen, and take [D] this captain to the [Gm] gallows.
I keep scaring us into an area that's shallow.
[Eb]
Talking to my shadow, [D] he advised me not to worry.
[Gm] Said I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury.
[Eb] So give me some light, a [D] little love, and some liquid.
[Gm] I'ma creep through the night, and put a plug in the stick.
[Eb] And when the water grows [D] and the dam starts to overflow.
[Gm] I'll float atop the flood holding on to my [Eb] ugly.
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_ God loves ugly.
_ [Eb] God loves ugly.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ God loves ugly.
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Wide screen.
[D] When you can push yourself [Gm] inside the wide screen.
Let life be a bowl of [Eb] melted [Bbm] ice cream.
[D] Or be the gear that's haunting [Gm] my high beams.
I'm rolling with the lights [Eb] on, scared stiff.
[D] Reality is just too [Gm] much to bear with.
_ Paranoid, walking [Eb] around careless.
[D] No wonder you're in love with [Gm] your therapist.
Go to sleep, my little [Eb] time bomb.
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