Death Cab For Cutie Styrofoam Plates

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Aos fãns do Death Cab essa música é todinha na seqüencia (A Gbm D E E E F E ) E no solo fica so no (A ) E quanto a tablatura foi o que eu consegui tirar. Caso haja eventuais erros, por favor corrijam A Gbm There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes; I threw them to the sea, D E but a gust blew them backwards and the sting in my eyes E E F E that you then inflicted was par for the course just as when you were living. A It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father Gbm D E but the donor of seeds to a poor, single mother that would raise us alone. E E F We never saw the money that went down your throat E through the hole in your belly. A Gbm D E E E F E A Thirteen years old in the subsurbs of Denver, Gbm D E standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the Catholic church. E E F E The servers wore crosses to shield from the sufferance plaguing the others. A Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables, Gbm D E charity reeks of cheap wine and pity and I'm thinking of you, E E F I do every year when we count all our blessings E and wonder what we're doing here. A You're a disgrace to the concept of family. Gbm D The priest won't divulge that fact in his homily E E E and I'll stand up and scream if in the mourning remain quiet, F E you can deck out a lie in a suit. But I won't buy it. A I won't join the procession that's speaking their peace, Gbm D using five dollar words while praising his integrity. E E E Just 'cause he's gone, it doesn't change that fact: F E he was bastard in life, thus a bastard in death.