Even Trophy Boys And Girls Sing The Blues

Less Than Jake

Tom original: F#m Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 6

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Verse 1

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Sometimes my head gets so crazy from all this contemplating
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So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...

Pre-Chorus 1

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So tell me can money buy your point of view?
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Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues

Chorus 1

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The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense, When perfect makes you sick!

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Verse 2

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I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
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On how my seconds I can go without breathing Or days i can go without feeling

Pre-Chorus 2

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So tell me again, how your parents fucked you up!
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With traditions from the bluest blood!

Chorus 2

                       A                  E            B
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
     A            E               B
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
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Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been

Bridge

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Verse 3

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I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
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So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...

Pre-Chorus 3

               D  A  E                 B
So tell me can money buy your point of view?
     D      A        E              B
Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues

Chorus 3

                       A                  E            B
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
     A            E               B
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
A               E                  B                           E
Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been

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