Frank Ocean Pink Matter chords

Pink Matter by Frank Ocean

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                             PINK MATTER - Frank Ocean
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Chords by George Tye

Capo on 1st fret

.CHORDS.

Em: 022000
F#m*: 244000
F#m: 244222
Bm: 224432
B7: 021202

Down strum throughout the whole song.

Intro: Em - F#m*, F#m - Bm - Bm

For this you strum Em twice, F#m* once, then F#m once and Bm four times.
This basic pattern continues throughout the whole song. I tried as hard as I could 
to line up the chords with the lyrics, but I'll admit it's far from perfect 
because the song is so irregular.

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Em                   F#m*     F#m
What do you think my brain is made for
      Bm
Is it just a container for the mind
Em                      F#m*   F#m   Bm
This great grey matter
Em             F#m*         F#m    
Sensei replied what is your woman
       Bm
Is she just a container for the child
Em                      F#m*   F#m
That soft pink matter
Bm             B7
Cotton candy Majin Buu
Em        F#m* F#m
Ooooooh - oooooooh - oooh
Bm                          Em    F#m*   F#m   Bm
Close my eyes and fall into you
Bm
My god she�s giving me pleasure

What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live
From the purple matter
Sensei went quiet then violent
And we sparred until we both grew tired
Nothing mattered
Cotton candy Majin Buu
Dim the lights and fall into you
My god giving me pleasure
Pleasure pleasure pleasure
Pleasure over matter

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
Since you been gone
I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain't myself at all had to tell myself naw
She�s better with some fella with a regular job
I didn�t wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car; drove far
Far�s too close and I remember
My memories no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
I�m building y�all a clock stop
What am I Hemingway
She had the kind of body
That would probably intimidate
Any of �em that were un-southern
Not me cousin
If models are made for modeling
Thick girls are made for cuddlin�
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend
I need to hold your hand
You'd need no other man
We'd flee to other lands

Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain't got no choice
Blue matter

You're good at being bad
You're bad at being good
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Nah knock on wood
You're good at being bad
You're bad at being good
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Knock knock knock knock on wood
Well frankly when that ocean so motherfucking good
Make her swab the motherfucking wood
Make her walk the motherfucking plank
Make her rob a motherfucking bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver

**I'm going to edit these chords later to try and match up the chords with all the 
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