Chords for Ween - I'm Holding You

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I'm flying, flying, in a frame of my mind that time [B] cannot erase. _
I'm seeing, seeing, the future, [F#m] the past, [B] as I lay the present [E] to waste. _
I'm scoping, scoping, all these feelings I have, and hoping for them to [A] come true. _
[B] And I'm holding, [F#] _ _ [B] something more precious than fine ore, baby, [E] I'm holding you. _
_ _ _ _ I'm breathing, [B]
breathing, [E] the fumes [B] of the grid [E] that rid my lobe of [B] oxygen.
_ _ I'm climbing, climbing, the walls to where good and evil _ [E] make amends.
_ I'm tripping, _ tripping, [B] writhing and squealing, [E] puking, looking for someone [A] like you.
_ [B] And I'm holding, _ _ something more precious than fine ore, baby, [E] I'm holding you. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I'm flying, flying, in a frame of my mind that time [B] cannot erase.
_ I'm seeing, [F#m]
seeing, the future, the past, as I lay the present [E] to waste.
_ I'm scoping, scoping, all these feelings I have, and hoping for them to [A] come true.
_ [B] And I'm holding, _ _ something more precious than fine ore, baby, [E] I'm holding you.
And [B] I'm holding, _ _ something more precious than fine ore, baby, [E] I'm holding you. _ _ _ _ _
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