Intro: EmBmEmBmCGCGEmBmEmBmCGCG
My look so grand from a distance that you need to touch.
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It gives a vision of the simple but it isn't much.
Refrão:
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I won't be fooled by its touch,
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an emotional supply,
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The scent of a fail
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in heavy love we dry,
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The cold and the bare grass
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so delicate by one's eye,
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It's why we can't ally
Em
and elope tonight.
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Almost forgotten the way we used to live for play.
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To be accepted, I must blend into convention's way
and sing the universal ways.
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