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Date: Mon, 23 Mar 1998 12:21:19 -0800
From: Andrew Fung
Subject: CRD: Born of Frustration, James
James
ALBUM: Seven
SONG: Born of Frustration
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Transcription by Andrew Fung
afung@appsig.com
Capo 1st fret. Chords and notes refer to chord shapes for standard
tuning.
Intro riff (repeated throughout the song):
D -----0-----0--|------0-------0---0--|-------0----|---------0--------
Bb ---------7----|-----------7---------|---4-----4--|-----4-----4---4--
F -7-----7------|-7--7---7-------7----|-5---5------|-5-5---5-----5----
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
E B
All this frustration
D A
I can`t heed all my desires
E B
Strange conversation
D A
Self control has just expired
E B
All an illusion
D A
Only in my head you don`t exist
E B
Who are you foolin`
D A
Don`t need a shrink or an exorcist
(repeat E/B/D/A chord progression throughout song)
Lalalala
lalalala
lalalala
la
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
Show me the movie of who you are and where you`re from
Born of frustration
Caught upon the webs you spun
Where`s the confusion
A vision of what life is like
Show me the movie that doesn`t deal in black and white
Talk talk talkin `bout who`s to blame
But all that counts in how to change
Stop stop talkin `bout who`s to blame
When all that counts in how to change
Lalalala
lalalala
lalalala
la
All this frustration
All this frustration
Who put round eyes on a butterfly`s wings
All this frustration
All this frustration
Who gave the leopard spots and taught the birds to sing
Born of frustration
Born of frustration
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
I`m living in the weirdest dream where nothing is the way it seems
Where no one is who they need to be
Where nothing seems that real to me
`Bout time we filled our lives
Upon the walls of gold no solid ground
The world is spinnin` endlessly
We`re clinging to our own beliefs
Born of frustration
Born of frustration
Wooooowooooowoooowooo
Wooooowooooowoooowooo