Quixoticelixer

[Intro]
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F#m

[Verse 1]
Bm
Kick back a little just to watch and see
        F#m/A
Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
    Bm
Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
       F#m
On the brink of sinking, baby,
but not yet sunk
Bm
  How I listen below when you told me
     F#m/A
That I    was all you had to hold
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 How I wish it was so when you told me
That you were solid gold
Bm
Gravityfree is she, look at her
F#m/A
Heart is on a mattress full of antimatter
Bm
  You never look at very mellow impressions
     F#m
Your smell or your "go to hell" expression
Bm
  Quixoticelixer might
       F#m/A
But it probably will not fix your bite
E
 Tell me now, tell me how
Did I get your lipstick on my kite

[Chorus]
D            F#m
 I love this weather
         A            E
It's the perfect storm
D             F#m
 Just keep it coming
       A           E
In its perfect form
D            F#m
 I love this weather
          A            E
'Cause it keeps me warm
D             F#m
 Just keep it coming
       A           E
In its perfect form

[Verse 2]
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Everyday depression in a beautiful dress
F#m/A
Lady made a beautiful mess I guess
Bm
Dedicated mind in a medicated state
    F#m
Is a   highly overrated fate
Bm
  Terrible is a soul
                 F#m/A
When she told me there is such a thing
E
 Do you know that you glow when you go
From winter into spring

[Chorus]
D            F#m
 I love this weather
         A            E
It's the perfect storm
D             F#m
 Just keep it coming
       A           E
In its perfect form
D            F#m
 I love this weather
          A            E
'Cause it keeps me warm
D             F#m
 Just keep it coming
       A           E
In its perfect form

[Post-Chorus]
    Bm                  F#m
The madder the boy, the sadder the song
         A                   E
That's a wicked fate but the sick gets strong
Bm        F#m
  Mad boy,   sad song
  A                    E
A wicked fate, but the sick gets strong
Bm                    F#m
Nobody's right and everyone's wrong
    A               E
I refuse to punt on fourth and long
D
 Mad boy, sad song
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Wicked fate but the sick gets...

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
Bm
Kick back a little just to watch and see
        F#m/A
Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
    Bm
Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
       F#m
On the brink of sinking, baby,
but not yet sunk
Bm
  How I listen below when you told me
     F#m/A
That I    was all you had to hold
E
 I wish it was so when you told me
That you were solid gold

[Bridge]
F#        A        D         C#      E B
  I swear to God I could not hurt you
F#         A       D         C#    E B
  I've got to be inside your virtue
F#        A          D       C#        E B E B E B E B E B
  I can't contain my urge to search you
F#        A          D          C#    E B
  I stand before you there's no curfew
F#       A       D         C#    E B
  I long to be inside your virtue
F#         A          D      C#        E B E B E B E B E B
  My heart is swollen when I search you
F#        A        D         C#      E B
  I swear to God I could not hurt you
F#         A          D      C#        E B
  My heart is swollen when I search you
F#        A        D         C#      E B E B E B E B E B
  I swear to God I could not hurt you
F#        A        D         C#      E B
  I swear to God I could not hurt you
F#         A       D         C#    E B
  I've got to be inside your virtue
F#        A          D       C#        E B E B E B E B E B
  I can't contain my urge to search you

[Outro]
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