Freezing Process — Quicksand

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   Opening Bass
[G---------------------------------
D---------------------------------
A------2-----2-------------2------
D---4-----4-----2---2--2h4--------]

   Main guitar
[E-------------------------------------------------------
B-------------------------------------------------------
G---------------------4---------------------------------
D---------------------4--------------------------4-4-4--
A------2----2---------2------------2----2--------4-4-4--
D---4----4-----2----------------4----4----2------4-4-4--]

   Pre-Chorus
[E------------------
B------------------
G---4--4--4--4--4--
D---4--4--4--4--4--
A---2--2--2--2--2--
D------------------]

   Chorus
[E----------------------------------------
B----------------------------------------
G--------------2--------------2------1~--
D---------2h4-------2----2h4-------------
A------2--------------2------------------
D---2------------------------------------]

   Interlude "It's not me. . ."
[E-------------------------------------------------------------------
B-------------------------------------------------------------------
G--------------------------------4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--
D---4-4-4-4-4-------7/12-12----4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--
A---4-4-4-4-4-------7/12-12----2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--
D---4-4-4-4-4-------7/12-12---------------------------------------]

Taken to the brink of something
something but we can't know what
to wait, to want it so band and
try something and
moving too slow to get where you want to go
looking for results you can't begin to find a way out
from the cold place you're in
but it suits you, your condition
symptoms that keep you in keep you from motion
till it's cold slowing you down until you can't go
Taken by something but you can't hold on to it you can't
slips through your fingers, slips through your hands
cause it's too cold can't get a grip it's like getting old
It's like getting told to sit still
But it suits you, your condition
symptoms that keep you in keep you from motion
till it's cold, slowing you down until you can't go
It's not me
if there's something wrong with the process of depriving yourself
of peace of mind. 
					

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