ARTIST: Tilt
TITLE: White Homes
ALBUMS: Play Cell, Angus Soundtrack


tune down 1/2 step
Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb



the chords come in on the upbeat
repeat like this throughout verse

     Db            Ab            B             Gb
e------------------------------------------------------------
b------------------------------------------------------------
g----7--x-x-x-x-x----------------5--x-x-x-x-x----------------
d----7--x-x-x-x-x--7--x-x-x-x-x--5--x-x-x-x-x--5--x-x-x-x-x--
a----5--x-x-x-x-x--7--x-x-x-x-x--3--x-x-x-x-x--5--x-x-x-x-x--
e------------------5--x-x-x-x-x----------------3--x-x-x-x-x--

right before the chorus:
       Ab    Gb/Ab         
e-------------------------------------------
b-------------------------------------------
g-------------------------------------------
d------7-----5/-7------5/-7------5/-7-------
a------7-----5/-7------5/-7------5/-7-------
e------5-----3/-5------3/-5------3/-5-------

chorus riff:
e------------------------------------------------
b-----------------------------------6--8---------
g-----------5b----------------5--7---------------
d---------------7--5-------7---------------------
a------------------------------------------------
e------------------------------------------------

end with:
       Ab  Bb  Gb
e----------------------
b----------------------
g----------------------
d------7---9---5-------
a------7---9---5-------
e------5---7---3-------


repeat all of the above for 2nd verse
end 2nd chorus w/ seague to interlude:

Ab Bb Gb  Eb
Gb Ab Ab Gb Bb
Gb Ab Ab Gb Eb
Gb Ab Ab Gb Bb
Gb Ab Ab Bb


[verses 2 & 3]
[chorus]

end on Eb


white frame lies to live in leave 
nothing to gain
your colorless divinities can scarcely light the way
white frame homes in celibate rows
they swell and meld together
aspirations lie in possessions
each dweller's dream so similar

keep witches behind mythical lines
and squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie 
so I'll take one of each

in this static heat
I barely make my home suffice
persuaded by a sleepy beat
I can't tell which is mine

keep witches behind mythical lines
and squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie 
so I'll take one of each

pack it in
save it up 
pack it in
save it up

in this static heat
I barely make my home suffice
persuaded by a sleepy beat
I can't tell which is mine

impeded by machine
awash in blue light spending nights
imbibing life through their screen
it shows me to believe

keep witches behind mythical lines
and squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie 
so I'll take one of each



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