Kunci Gitar Silversun Pickups - Ribbons And Detours

artist : silversun pickups
song : ribbons & detours
album : seasick
tabbed by : rsully

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i cant believe it , you of all things
its been a while; memories deem some kind of anthem
lingering , images settle internally

ribbons and detours meant nothing to me
swaying our sentiments , pulling our strings
tempting me softly , but killing our dream
you said its over but maybe its the same old thing

i cant believe it , you of all things
coming in homage , devious needs
intimate outlies , weakening
tranquilize slowly , inside of me

ribbons and detours meant nothing to me
swaying our sentiments , pulling our strings
tempting me softly , but killing our dream
you said its over but maybe its the same old thing

i gave the softest parts , trumped by the darkest parts
whispered the tender parts , made of idealistic things

ribbons and detours meant nothing to me
swaying our sentiments , pulling our strings
tempting me softly , but killing our dream
you said its over but maybe its the same old thing

its the same old thing
its the same old thing
its the same old thing