Two Door Cinema Club - Dirty Air: chords

C                     D#
I gave myself to the city,
          G#             Fm
I wanna breathe dirty air
C                    D#
I got myself real pretty,
        G#       Fm
I fixed up my hair
               C                  D#
And when that dancehall's set to break
         G#                     F
I wanna leave with the best I know
          C                D#
When that anger takes its shape
            G#                  F
I will be leaving the best in show

 D#
Give me your time, I'll give you plenty of mine
            F
Or give me something to burn,
I'm tired of waiting my turn
              A#
I'll give you fire, fire, fire, fire
                  G#
Smoking, broken, windows, limbos
A#
Anything you wanna try

Chorus:
     Cm                 D#
The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
G#                        F
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
Cm                      D#
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
G#                      F
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

I'm picking up the pieces of that stained glass pane
And as my speed increases, I strip off my shame
I slip the hook right off the bait
I'm a machine running self control
Got a tongue that doesn't quite translate
Lickin' somebody else's bowl

Give me the vine
And I'll give you the wine
Bring anything that will burn
And you'll get fire in return
We'll start a fire, fire, fire, fire
Blazing, raising, hell now, well now
Anything to catch your eye
Anything to catch your eye

Chorus:
     Cm                 D#
The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
G#                        F
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
Cm                      D#
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
G#                      F
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine
     Cm                 D#
The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
G#                        F
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
Cm                      D#
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
 G#                     F
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

I'll send them to freedom
I'll send them to freedom

Chorus:
The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine
The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching, but nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is all mine