[Intro] G EmG Em I would rather be any place but hereG Em Spin the bottle or roll the dice my dearG Em Cause I can't care I can't seem to break my fallG Em It seems I would rather be any place at allC Em G F So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything?C Em G Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing meContinúa después del anuncioAm G Killing me, killing meG Em I remember when, wind would make me cryG Em I remember when I wasn't afraid to dieG Em I wish I'd never, never fallen in lineG Em So take this soul I sold, I'm going back in timeC Em G F So if the world is round now, why can't we have everything?C Em G Cause the highs are so high, these lows are killing meAm Am Killing me, killing meG Em It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to liveG Em It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to liveG Em It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live It seems the dying are the only ones that really know how to live
From a Closet In Norway
You+Me
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