Hợp âm & lời bài hát

Hợp âm 365

Nhạc: Waxahatchee
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Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[C]Three-hundred and and sixty-five days
days
Tell me you're a wounded soldier
[Am]Ya ain't had much luck but grace is
In the eye of the beholder
[F]I had my own ideas but
I carried you on [G]my shoulders anyways,
ooh
[C]And I stopped picking

[Verse 2]
up
all your phone calls
Take a shot at de[Am]cency
If i heard your voice on the
other line
Unceremoniously
[F]The shadows of a lie or
a state of emergency
I've [G]been run down, ooh
[C]I

[Verse 3]
catch your poison arrow
I catch your same disease
[Am]Bow like a weeping willow
Buckling at [F]the knees
Begging you [G]please

[Verse 4]
If you [C]fly up beyond [Am]the cosmos
It's a [F]long way to fall back [G]down
You always [C]go about this the [Am]wrong way
And I'm too [F]weak to just let you [G]drown

[Verse 5]
So when you [C]kill, I kill
When you [Am]ache, I ache
We both [F]haunt this old lifeless [G]town
When you [C]fail, I fail
When you [Am]fly, I fly
And it's a [F]long way to come
back down
[G]

[Verse 6]
[C]Three-hundred and and sixty-five days
days
Tell me I'm your lucky [G]charm
[Am]We defy gravity again
Somehow make it out unharmed
[F]And I have my thoughts about it but
I carry you in my arm[G]s anyway,

[Outro 1]
ooh
[G][C][Am]
[F][Em][C][G]
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