Frightened Rabbit was an indie rock band which formed in 2003 in Glasgow, Scotland. The band consisted of Scott Hutchison (b. 20 November 1981, d. 9 May 2018), Billy Kennedy (guitar, keyboards), Grant Hutchison (drums, vocals), and Andy Monaghan (guitar, keyboards). The band has released five albums: "Sing the Greys" (2006), "The Midnight Organ Fight" (2008), "The Winter of Mixed Drinks" (2010), "Pedestrian Verse" (2013) and "Painting of a Panic Attack" (2016).
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Verse 1 chords: GC I am not myself, I am GC A broken boxer stuffed with glass and sand GC This is not how health should feel GC Songs sung from the land of the (elebelee?)
Chorus 1 chords: CEm I'm dead now, check my chest and you'll see CEmG The life has been mined from me, burned for the heat, ooohh CEm I'm dead now, can you hear the relief CEmGCGC As life's beligerant symphony's finally sees, so, oooh, oooh, oooh, ooooh
Verse 2: [use verse 1 chords] I put my heart where my mouth is Now I can't thumb it down again I've gone deviled my kidneys Now he's living inside of me If we can't bring in exorists I will settle for one of your stiffest drink We'll scream hell towards heaven's door And now I will piss on your front porch
Chorus 2 chords: CEm I'm dead now, check my chest and you'll see CEmG The life has been mined from me, burned for the heat, ooohh CEm I'm dead now, can you hear the relief CEmG As life's beligerant symphony's finally sees, oooh CEm We're all dead now, join hands and we'll sing CEm To the glory of hell and the virtue of sin CEmCEmCEmC Ahh ahh ahh ahh, Ahh ahh ahh ahh, ahh ahh ahh ahh, ahh ahh
Bridge 1 chords: GCGC There's something wrong with me GCGC There's something wrong with me
Interlude: [G - C] repeat
Outro: [use bridge 1 chords] There's something wrong with me And there is nothing like poetry So there you rob me in spite of these tics and inconsistencies Oh, there is something wrong with me Oh, There's something wrong with me Oh, there is nothing like poetry So there you rob me in spite of these tics and inconsistencies Oh, there is something wrong with me