• Song:

    Televators

  • Artist:

    Mars Volta

D / /  | D / /  | D / /  | D / /  | G / /  | G / /  | G / /  | G / /  |  (x2)
                                                      just as he...
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hit, the ground, they lowered a tow, that, stuck in his neck to the 
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gills, fragments of sobriquets, riddle me 
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this, three half eaten corneas, who hit the area, stalk the 
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ground, stalk the ground. you should have
E5                              G5
seen, the curse that flew right by you, page of con-
E5                      G5                      E5         G5
-crete, sting walks crutch us hobbled sway, auto-da-fe,a capulary hint of red,
E5        E5      D5          D5        
only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
D/ / / /           Em/ / / /
-caped             
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                 the house half a-
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-way, fell empty with teeth that, split both his lips mark these
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words, one day this chalk outline will circle this city, was he
D5
robbed of the asphalt, that cushioned his face, a
G5
room coloured charlatan, hid in a safe, stalk the
D5                G5
ground, stalk the ground. you should have
E5                              G5
seen, the curse that flew right by you, page of con-
E5                      G5                        E5         G5
-crete, sting walks crutch is hobbled sway, auto-da-fe,a capulary hint of red,
E5        E5      D5          D5        
only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
D/ / / /       Em/ / / / 
-caped 
 D5                 G5                 E5              G5
Pull the pins, save your grace, mark these words on his grave (x4)
G5               E5                              G5
You should have seen, the curse that flew right by you, page of con-
E5                      G5                      E5               G5
-crete, sting walks crutch is hobbled sway, auto-da-fe, a capulary hint of red,
E5       E5             D5      D5           D5                              
everyone knows the last toes are always the coldest to go
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