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Una Guerra Fredda

Tom: F

Introdução:

     A  E(2x)  
F#m                                                                                                 A  
Gli strascichi delle nostre ombre lunghe come tutta via venti settembre
E                                                                      E7                                              F#m                                                                    A  
avevi ancora le tue nausee e noi respiravamo forte con le transenne tra le costole
                                             E  
che il nostro ridere fa male al presidente
F#m                                                                    A                                                                    E                                                                 E7  
mi parlavi di risorse limitate della tua pelle rovinata e di eclissi per non rivederci
             F#m                                                                    A                                            E  
che a forza di ferirci siamo diventati consanguinei
A                                         C#m                            A                                      C#m  
dici questa città non ci morirà tra le braccia
A                                         C#m                            A                                      C#m  
dici questa città non ci morirà tra le braccia
F#m                                                                                                                                                                                    E  
Gli strascichi delle nostre ombre lunghe come tutta via venti settembre
                                                                                                                     F#m  
non c'è un cazzo da piangere spareremo dei forse da tutte le finestre
                                                                                E  
venderemo le nostre ore a sei euro lasceremo delle scie elettroniche
             F#m                                                                 A                                                                                    E            E7  
e di notte le esalazioni di monossido di carbonio del nostro amore
F#m                                                                                 D                                                                      E  
e le cicatrici sui volti dei magrebini distrutti come dei paracarri il ronzio del lavoro di tutti
             F#m                                                                              D                                                                    E  
dei nostri tribunali aperti tutte le notti, dei processi di tre anni sui letti dell'Ikea distrutti
                                                        F#m                                                                              D  
esplosi come le stazioni come quella sera che ti eri sciolta i capelli
                             E                                                                                                                                                    F#m  
come le portiere sbattute che da lontano ti sembravano degli applausi
                          D                                                         C#m                                                                 D                         C#m  
e posso darti degli altri nomi stupidi degli altri campi gelidi
  A                                                                 C#m                                                      A  
mi urli che il tuo cuore non è un bilocale da trecento euro al mese
                             C#m                                              A                    C#m  
andremo a roma a salvare le balene
F#m                                                                                                                                                                                 E  
Gli strascichi delle nostre ombre lunghe come tutta via venti settembre
                                                                                                                             F#m  
vogliamo anche le rose e delle stelle tra le costole tra le tue occhiaie azzurre
                                                     E                                                                                                                                 F#m  
perché preferiamo perdere le luci di dicembre delle raffinerie di Ravenna
                                                          A                                                                         E            E7  
perché è una guerra fredda perché è una guerra fredda
F#m                                                                                      A  
        gli altri sono svenuti sotto i portici
                                                                                  E  
sotto i nostri cieli indecifrabili altre eclissi per non rivederci
                  F#m                                                                 A                                      E  
che a forza di ferirci siamo diventati consanguinei
A                                         C#m                            A                                      C#m  
dici questa città non ci morirà tra le braccia
A                                         C#m                            A                                      C#m  
dici questa città non ci morirà tra le braccia
F#m                                    A    E  
Lalalalalalalala...