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[Intro]
Bm (funk the rhythm out):
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B|7--7--x-7-x-7-7-7----------|
G|7--7--x-7-x-7-7-7----------|
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A|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|
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B|14--14--x-14-x-14-14-14----|
G|14--14--x-14-x-14-14-14----|
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[Verse 1]
Kick back a little bit just to watch and see
Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
On the brink of sinking baby but not yet sunk
How I listened lo’ when you told me
That I was all you had to hold
I wish it was so when you told me
That you were solid gold
[Verse 2]
Gravity-free is she look at her
Hottest on the map she's full of anti-matter
You never left a very mellow impression
Your smell or your “go to hell” expression
Quixoticelixer might
But it will probably not fix your bite
Tell me now tell me how
Did I get your lipstick on my kite
[Chorus]
I love this weather
It's a perfect storm
Just keep it coming
In its perfect form
I love this weather
'Cause it keeps me warm
Just keep it coming
In its perfect form
[Verse 3]
Everyday depression in a beautiful dress oh
Lady made a beautiful mess I guess
Dedicated mind did a medicated state
Is a highly overrated fate
Terrible is a soul
When she told me there is such a thing
Did you know that you glow when you go
From winter into spring
[Chorus]
The madder the boy the sadder the song
That's a wicked fate but the sick get strong
Mad boy sad song
A wicked fate but the sick get strong
Nobody's right and everyone's wrong
I refuse to punt on fourth and long
Mad boy sad song
Wicked fate but the sick get...
[Outro]
I swear to god I could not hurt you
I've got to be inside your virtue
I can't contain my urge to search you
E5 B x4
I stand before you there's no curfew
I long to be inside your virtue
My heart is swollen when I search you
I swear to god I could not hurt you
My heart is swollen when I search you
I swear to god I could not hurt you
I've got to be inside your virtue
I can't contain my urge to search you
E5 B x4
x2
(supprime les barrés)