• Am*
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  • Bm*
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  • Bm/F#*
    1
  • C/G*
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  • C7M*
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  • C9*
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  • D4/A*
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  • Em*
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  • G*
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Tono:
Capo:
C7M Count me out like sovereigns
Am Payback for the good times
Em Right foot in the roses
Bm/F# Left foot on a landmine
C7M I'm not gonna be there
Am Tripping on the grapevine
D4/A C/G They can sing the words while I cry into the bassline
C7M Wear me out like Prada
Am Devil in my detail
Em I swear it's getting harder
Bm/F# Even just to exhale
C7M Backed up into corners
Am Bitter in the lens
D4/A C/G I'm sick of tryna hide it every time they take mine [Refrão - versão 1]
Am So stick to me
Em D4/A Stick to me like caramel
Am Walk beside me
C/G Em C7M Till you feel nothing as well
C7M They ask me
Am Is it going good in the garden?
Em Say: I'm lost, but I beg no pardon
Bm/F# Up on the dice, but low on the cards
C7M I try not to talk about how it's harder now Can I get a mirror side-stage?
Am Looking sideways at my own visage, getting worse
D4/A C/G Every time they try to shout my real name just to get a rise from me
C7M Acting like I'm never stressed out by the hearsay
Am I guess that's what I get for tryna hide in the limelight
Em Guess that's what I get for having 20/20 hindsight
Bm/F# Everybody wants eyes on 'em
C7M I just wanna hear you sing that top line
Am D4/A And if you don't think I mean it, then I understand
C/G But I'm still glad you came, so let me see those hands [Refrão - versão 2]
Em So stick to me
C7M Stick to me like caramel
G Walk beside me
C7M C9 Till you feel nothing as well
Em I'm falling free
C7M Of the final parallel
G D4/A C/G The sweetest dreams are bitter, but there's no one left to tell
C7M G D4/A Too young to get bitter over it all
Bm/F# C7M Too old to retaliate like before
G D4/A Too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know
Em C7M So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm
G This stage is a prison (too young to get bitter)
D4/A A beautiful nightmare (over it all)
Em A war of attrition (too old to retaliate)
C7M I'll take what I'm given (like before)
G The deepest incisions (too blessed to be called)
D4/A I thought I got better (ungrateful, I know)
C7M But maybe I didn't [Breakdown]
G Bm
G Em C7M
Am Em (In these days of days) Tell me, did I give you what you came for?
D4/A Em (I wish it all away) Terrified to answer my own front door
C7M Em (I thought things had changed) Missing my wings in a realm of angels
D4/A (But everything's the same)
C7M So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm
Am Em This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare
Bm/F# C7M A war of attrition, I'll take what I'm given
G D4/A The deepest incisions, I thought I got better
C/G But maybe I didn't
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Composición: Leo Faulkner y Adam Pedder

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