Peach

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[Verse]
F#                     G#        
The blood from a peach runs down 
   F#
your chin
Blunts on the porch, your skin on my
 skin
                   G#
Can we call moving forward if
C#                            B
It's just a bolt bus to your house?

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            F#
And we both know we're gonna lie 
here
        G#   F#   C#
Smoking till our lungs turn black
B               F#
Just us and our bitter hearts
        G#            C#          
Looking at stars for hours in the 
B            F#
back of your car

And we grow tougher than we feared
That we'd ever be forced to and more
 tender
        B
Then we had ever thought possible
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With our seven bodies crammed onto
     G#
 my mattress
             C#             B
Windows open, the wallpaper peeling 
and fading
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                       F#
And our trauma becomes washed out
                   D#
More abstract and stomped out, and
             B
I know even though I don't have 
everything worked out

                        F#
I'm gonna call all the people
               D#              B
I miss to say I can't wait to kiss 
you and
       C#
Chain smoke on your front step
       D#            B
Lay my head on your chest

            G#
Ghosts of friends

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D#                    B
Waist-deep in lake Washington
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I will never forget all the reasons
             B
I'm not dead yet
                              D#m
All the cats in my neighborhood and
                               B   
All the times you asked for help 
                     B
and I couldn't give it

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    F#
We feel lost like kids on the 
streets
Inside our brains carved by abuse, 
love, survival
And all those other things one way 
streets
Internalized as we ride our bikes
        C#                         
They become the neighborhood we 
  B
grew up in

                  F#
After all of the phone calls, all 
the letters I wrote you
You'd think I'd figure out the words
             B
 to tell you how much I love
     F#
You, and I know it's hard for you
                               B
To feel like you deserve to feel 
good

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