A Asus4 A A Asus4 A Some people kill for less, some people find it hard to get dressed F G A Asus4 A Some people will ask how old I am Some people living a life, some people need more than a slice But when it fades when the glitter`s gone Some people don't get much, some people feel they're in touch With spirit worlds, talking to you now Some people just can't say, some people just wanna play They get a kick when it's all messed up A A7 G D You know it, you owe it to yourself You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy C G A Asus4 A Oh we're lonely one mercedes down The brighter lights and their smiles their empty hands What you thought you'd lost was just mislaid All the poems written in your skin
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