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Lost Parts Stinging Me So Cold by Melt-Banana
Lost Parts Stinging Me So Cold
intro and verse
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the chorus is the same chords as the verse
the refrain or interlude, whatever it is features a lot of whammy or wah on these two notes
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Maybe just a dead sign speaking to my eyes shaking - I can think of
A piece of broken fifth hand reaching to my head falling - I can think of
Closing my eyes tight, I can hear the sounds of my fellows
They are sounding so cold
They are sounding so cold
"Maybe just a ghost", you say and forget about it - I stopped talking
Then a piece of cracked tooth talking to my nail stinging - I can snatch out
So cold
Lost parts, they are stinging me so cold
I know where they live in the past
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to kill the dead ghost - shoot! - but I got a miss shot
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to shoot them down, they stay in my footsteps
Maybe just a red dot attacking to my toe tender - I can think of
Some forgotten small seeds singing to my ear, scratchy
They are sounding so cold
Lost parts, they are stinging me so cold
I know they live in the past
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to kill the dead ghost - shoot! - But I got a miss shot
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to shoot them down, they stay in my footsteps
I gave up and then put the gun down
It''s maybe just a piece of lost dead past
Fallen from the trash can forgettable
Creeping, trying to find a space to be
Kind of a piece of puzzle never been solved
Fifty thousands footsteps still going on
No place to be - I can think of
Closing my eyes tight
I can feel them ''cause they are my fellows
Lived in the past, loved in the past
Used in the past, lost in the past
Where will they go
Instead of my pride?
They are sounding so cold
So cold, lost parts, they are stinging me so cold
I know they live in the past
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to kill the dead ghost - shoot! - but I got a miss shot
Don''t stick it, kick it out, shut down!
Don''t stick it, pick it out, shut down!
Don''t take it, get it back
I tried to shoot them down, they stay in my footsteps
I gave up and then put the gun down
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