animal skulls (drosophilla melanogaster)
Em C
Sunday morning
G D
the rain has the same
Em C G D
color as the sky
Em C
looks like the war in my kitchen
G D Em C G D
yesterday won the vinegar fly
Em C
i think that insect, without respect
G D
is trying to eject my favourite mixtape
Em C
out of my tapedeck
G D Em C G D D(e@3)
with tangled effect
F G Em F
and maybe you think that the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em Am
and maybe you´re right and the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em F
but inside a war there´s no poetry time, no breakpoint to think stupid stuff,
F G Em Am
and so i go round hunting animal skulls and today i dont cant get enougth
F G Em F
F G C H
F G Em F
F Em D D
Em C
there´s no alternative to a fight
G D
against this capricious and
Em C
aggresive flying stranger
G D
that interferes my
Em C
sadness and occupates
G D Em C G D
my territory
Em C
let me take you down
G D
cause i´m going to
Em C
strawberry-battle fields
G D
nothing i real
F G Em F
and maybe you think that the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em Am
and maybe you´re right and the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em F
but inside a war there´s no poetry time, no breakpoint to think stupid stuff,
F G Em Am
and so i go round hunting animal skulls and today i dont cant get enougth
F G Em F
F G C H
F G Em F
F Em D D
Em C
As the day leave,
G D
and the world falls into
Em C
black i look arround me,
G D Em C G D
but noone and nothing looks back
Em C
some drosophilas
G D
are passing by
Em C
and outside the rain falls,
G D Em C G D
still with color of the sky
F G Em F
and maybe you think that the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em Am
and maybe you´re right and the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em F
but inside a war there´s no poetry time, no breakpoint to think stupid stuff,
F G Em Am
and so i go round hunting animal skulls and today i dont cant get enougth
F G Em F
and maybe you think that the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em Am
and maybe you´re right and the rain metaphors with the feelings connected with you
F G Em F
but inside a war there´s no poetry time, no breakpoint to think stupid stuff,
F G Em Am
and so i go round hunting animal skulls and today i dont cant get enougth
F G Em F
F G C H
F G Em F
F Em D D
Em C
As the day leave,
G D
and the world falls into
Em C
black i look arround me,
G D Em C G D
but noone and nothing looks back
Em C
some drosophilas
G D
are passing by
Em C
and outside the rain falls,
G D Em C G D
still with color of the sky