Chord Glass And The Ghost Children by Smashing Pumpkins

E : A : D : F : F/E : B : A2 : | 0 | 0 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | * | 0 | 2 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 4 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 3 | 3 | 4 | 2 | 2 | 0 | * | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | * | * | 1 | 0 | * | * glass : bass start after drums playing : | - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | | - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | | - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 0 - 2 - 2 - 0 - - | | 2 - 0 - 0 - 0 - 0 - 0 - 0 - 2 - 2 - 0 - 0 - - - - - - - - - 0 | guitars play these chords : E A E A E A E A to the center of the earth or anywhere god decides E A E A for the fever pulling forth we hear our call as all E A2 F F/E F F/E A2 G to the center of the earth as if written in F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G dna is reching out to your frequency F F/E F F/E A G E A i want to live i don’t want to die E A E A i want to live i want to try E A F F/E F F/E A2 G all the prayers prayer in all F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G all are scared scared of all F F/E F F/E A2 G E solo A E A E A E A E A E A E black rooms are calling to men in leather coats A E A E white lambs are cooking up the silver ghost A E A E the glass migrates under a translucent skin A E A E and all the spiders wonder what we’ve got us in A E A all this you you are all F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G all with you you in all F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G E A i want to live i don’t want to die E A E A i want to live i want to try E A E segment with billy talking to a psychologist the ghost children : D E D E D so beats the final coda of our vinyl storm E D one more cherry cola to lift up her dead arms E D a dream of soft focus sunsets filters thru the din E D we are losing contact as she dials it in E D she can hear glass calling or is it someone E D E that looks like him D she eyes tv reflection and nods a knowing look E D she says it doesn’t matter she never liked her looks E D i have seen a thousand fractures i have seen everything E D E D cause knowing is it’s own answer love something in a book E D there’s not much left to ponder not much left to cook E D as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her E D as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her E D as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her E B D as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her E B D as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her E B D as she counted the spiders E B solo D E B D E B D E B D E B