Key: E Verse 1: C Lost my grasp of English F C Somewhere between here and the beach Am Sunday morning boring angels F C Drag me out to see things Verse 2: C Lost my sense of hearing F C Between the bulkhead and backseat Am Thinking of a boring angel F C But she’s not one of these
Chorus: F C Boring angels carry me F C Boring angels I can’t see Am F Oh but they see me Verse 2: C Holy water bucket F C Sloshing round down at our feet Am I’m bound to be a boring angel F C Though I try not to be Verse 4: C Well last I heard Corey F C He was living on the national dirtway Am I’m thinking of his summer blonding F C In those days I was barely happening Chorus: F C Boring angels carry me F C Boring angels I can’t see Am F Oh but they see me Bridge: C F Bleached, were you in the sun? C Am Did you have fun? C F Yeah you seem lighter C Like when you were young F Bleached, if I seem gone C F Then I am gone C F I am not lighter C Just because I’m gone Out-Chorus: F C F C Boring angels, boring angels F C Boring angels carry me F C Boring angels I can’t see Am F Oh but they see me
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