Raw Sugar

Metric

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Metric - Raw Sugar off of Grow Up and Blow Away. If I’ve made any errors that matter let me know: . I’m not entirely sure about the inversions (slash chords) in the first verse. Sonority-wise I’m confident they are inverted as such with a descending bass-line half steps but I’m not sure if what have is exactly what the acoustic guitar is playing. It also sounds like most of the A minors are E-string barre chords though again I may again be listening to the whole rather than solely the acoustic guitar there. I was also loose about sevenths. The only chords that may have a seventh it a listen and fix this. Thanks Stephen Other information: Key: Am (and C) Time: 4/4 Tuning: Standard Sort of wonder why No one said a word Don’t you like it on the sly? Don’t you like it till it hurts? Have I been on your mind? What’s a voice without a song? Something in your head You’ve been fighting all along... I don’t want to say it The news is not so good We’ll never get away And even if we could We’d just play the tambourine Around an open flame Oversleep and burn To be back in the game ’Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon Raw sugar I don’t want to die living in a high rise grave My baby come home (same black day high rise grave) No I’m not complaining Yes it could be worse Ferment on the wish bone Match the lips to the purse Neighborhood’s a runway Fry the ass and thighs Dirty diamond dealers pushed behind the ire’s ’Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon Raw sugar I don’t want to die living in a high rise grave My baby come home (same black day high rise grave) Still I wear the red dress Paint my toes and twirl Take it back to old times when I was still a girl ’Cause now I’m all baboon boys Cootchie Cootchie Coo Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you ’Cause summer never comes (same black day high rise grave) Winter never comes (same black day high rise grave)

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G#, Fm7, C5, C6, C, Eb, Bb, Cm

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a, Cm, Dm, D7, D, C, Eb, Gm, F, Bb

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Em, C, Am, A

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Em, C, D, G, E

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Eb, Cm, Bb, F, Gm, A, G, C

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G, Em, C, Am, D

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Gm, Cm, Eb, F, F#

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Cmaj7, G6, F, Em, Am, Dm7, E, Fm, Dm

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La chanson évoque des sentiments d'angoisse et de désillusion dans un monde où les plaisirs sont éphémères. L'artiste questionne la manière dont nous vivons, se demandant pourquoi nous nous cachons et si nos désirs réels sont vraiment satisfaits. Les images de l'été qui n'arrive jamais et de l'hiver qui semble éternel soulignent un sentiment de stagnation et d'impossibilité d'évasion. Le ton général est celui d'une introspection mélancolique, en quête d'une forme de liberté et d'authenticité dans un environnement qui semble oppressant. La référence à la « haute tombe » symbolise la pression de vivre dans une société moderne sans substance. Au fil des mots, on ressent un désir profond de revenir à des moments plus simples de la vie, à une époque où tout semblait plus léger et accessible.

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