Moonsickness chords and lyrics - PENELOPE SCOTT

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[Verse 1]
There's so much to [Em]do
I'll never have the [Bm]wherewithal
to do it all a[Em]gain
Or fucking do it all at [Bm]all
I love you [C]so much, I don't wanna [D]go but
Everybody [G]knows
this place is dying, as am [Em]I
I might not get another [Am]chance
It's such a careful [D]dance
and I am such a [G]fuck up
If you only knew that [Em]I am such a fuck up

[Pre-chorus 1]
I've [G]got one hundred [D]hours
to [Dm]rearrange the [Em]stars
And I'm the [Am]worst mistake
that [D]God has ever [G]made[F#][F]
[Em]You seem to inte[B]grate so fucki[G]ng well[A]
But I make [C]lemons out of [D]lemon[G]ade

[Chorus 1]
[C]Blood clots and dea[D]th cramps,
in[G]jec[Bm]tions and [Em]leakages
The e[Am]lection cyclе
[D]and the [G]tides[B][Em][E]
[C]Aztec [D]circlеs of the [B]death of all [Em]deaths
But the [Am]beast re[D]fuses to [G]die

[Verse 2]
In your guts you know it's all de[C]stroyed
You could've had a [D]boy if you had children
[G]Now you think you might just put them [Em]down
None of us be[Am]long, everything I do is [D]wrong
And soon there will be [G]nobody left a[Em]round
And in your blood, you know what's [C]right[D]
And in your bones, you know
what's [G]wrong[Em]
And in your throat,
you know you're [Am]lying to [D]kids
And you know nobody be[G]longs in this [Em]hell
And there is not a [C]single choice left to [D]make
I [G]am God's worst mis[Em]take and
You seem [Am]happy on the [D]knife's edge
But I just [G]lick the blade

[Pre-chorus 2]
I've [G]got one hundred [D]hours
to [Dm]rearrange the [Em]stars
And I'm the [Am]worst mistake
that [D]God has ever [G]made[F#][F]
[Em]You seem to inte[B]grate so fucki[G]ng well[A]
But I make [C]lemons out of [D]lemon[G]ade

[Chorus 2]
[C]Blood clots, dea[D]th camps,
[G]glitz and [Bm]depres[Em]sions
The [Am]business cycle
[D]and the [G]tides[B][Em][E]
[C]Concentric cir[D]cles of tor[B]ture whe[Em]els
But the [Am]beast re[D]fuses to [G]die

[Verse 3]
Atomistic rational be[C]havior,
invisible hand [D]savior
Fucking up your defi[G]nitions
even though it's life or [Em]death
Who fuckin' told you, you were [Am]selfish
or even self-in[D]terested?
Don't you think it [G]matters
when we wish our friends the [Em]best
And, fuck, I'm not a [C]Marxist,
I'm not a fuckin' [D]democrat
Because of all this [G]bullshit,
I'm not anything at [Em]all
All I wanted was a [Am]framework,
none of them can live [D]here
There's nothing to be[G]lieve in
and there won't be till we [Em]fall
And it's not all [C]you, man,
you were just a kid [B]once
God, I'm such a [Em]fuck up,
if you only knew that [Am]I am such a fuck up

[Pre-chorus 3]
I've [G]got one hundred [D]hours
to [Dm]rearrange the [Em]stars
And I'm the [Am]worst mistake
that [D]God has ever [G]made[F#][F]
[Em]I can't get the nu[B]mbers right,
I [G]can't fucking [A]count
Because not [C]one goddam [D]thing is in its [G]place

[Chorus 3]
[C]Blood clots, dea[D]th camps,
[G]glitz and [Bm]depres[Em]sions
The [Am]business cycle
[D]and the [G]tides[B][Em][E]
[C]You fuckers kno[D]w it's all bui[B]lt on lie[Em]s
But the [Am]beast re[D]fuses to [G]die
And so I guess, well, neither can I