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Song: Autoclave
Artist: The Mountain Goats
C Cmaj7 Am G X2
C Cmaj7 Am G
Hand me your hand let me look in your eyes
C Cmaj7 Am G
as my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize
C Cmaj7 Am G
maybe itâs the heat in here maybe itâs the pressure
F
you ought to head for the exits the sooner the better
C Cmaj7 Am G
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam
C Cmaj7 Am G
And no in her right mind would make my home her home
F
My heart is an autoclave
C
My heart is an autoclave
C Cmaj7 Am G
When I try to open up to you I get completely lost
C Cmaj7 Am G
Houses swallowed by the earth windows thick with frost
C Cmaj7 Am G
And I reach deep down within but the pathways twist and turn
F
And thereâs no light anywhere and nothing left to burn
C Cmaj7 Am G
And I am this great unstable mass of blood and foam
C Cmaj7 Am G
And no emotion thatâs worth having can call my heart its home
F
My hearts an autoclave
C
My hearts an autoclave
C Cmaj7 Am G
I dream't that I was perched atop a throne of human skulls
C Cmaj7 Am G
On a cliff above the ocean howling wind and shrieking seagulls
C Cmaj7 Am G
And the dream went on forever one single static frame
F
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name
C Cmaj7 Am G
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam
C Cmaj7 Am G
And no in her right mind would make her home my home
F
My heart is an autoclave
C
My heart is an autoclave
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