[Intro] Am Am/E Am Am/EAm G F C In her sunshine blouseAm G F C She prefers to keep the desperate men outAm F And they stay far awayC G And then she’ll feel okF G Am Am/E Am Am/E Cause the smile on her face is poisonAm G F C In her rotary chairAm G F C She’s spinning too fast as it spits out her hairAm F And she’s well knownC G F G Am Am/E For her tendencies grown, as the number on the scales shivers( Am Am/E )Dm And we fight like the crowsC Shoulders, elbows, are covered in blows From the farm girls last pergeDm Between selling me your love all passingC Well I fell with no painE But it hurts just the sameAm G F C Annabelle’s in the rainAm G F C Reading those dreams, for the number or nameAm F C G Well she comes across like an animal lostF G Am Am/E Am Am/E But her cage is the cleanest aroundAm G F C And her parents hold her down in the nightAm G F C Before closing her eyes, she said everything’s fineAm F C G When she next arrives, with her conscience divineF G Am And a smile on her face artificialF G Am Am/E Am Am/E Yes the smile on your face artificialDm Well I search through her paths Running family since birthC And I feel like a one Bury body in dirtDm On my birthday I scream Every day’s a bad dreamC Or a story to sellE Am Stop reading me… annabelle
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The Wytches
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