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| Ab7 | F#11 | E2 | | Wandering the streets in a | world underneath it all | |
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| F#11 | E2 | | Nothing tastes as sweet as what | I can’t have |
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| Abm7 | | Like | you and the way that you’re |
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| F#11 | E2 | | Twisting your hair ’round your | finger |
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| Abm7 | F#11 | | To | night I’m not afraid to | tell you |
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| F#7(11) | | What I feel about | you |
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| | | E2 | F#11 | | | Oh, I’m gonna | muster every ounce of | confidence I have |
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| | | B5 | D#(#5/b9) | F#7(11) | | | | Cannonball | into the | water |
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| | | E2 | F#11 | | | I’m gonna | muster up every ounce of | confidence I have |
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| | | B5 | D#(#5/b9) | E2 | | | For | you | I | will |
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| | | B5 | D#(#5/b9) | E2 | | | For | you | I | will |
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Forgive me if I st-stutter |
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From all of the clutter in my head |
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Cause I could fall asleep in those eyes |
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I’ve crossed you in hallways a thousand times |
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No more camouflage I want to be exposed |
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And not be afraid to fall |
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Oh, I’m gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have |
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Cannonball into the water |
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I’m gonna muster up every ounce of confidence I have |
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| E2 | F#11 | | You | always want what you can’t | have |
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| B5 | D#(#5/b9) | F#7(11) | | But I’ve | got to | try |
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| E2 | F#11 | | I’ll | muster every ounce of confidence | I have |
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| B5 | D#(#5/b9) | E2 | | For | you | I | will |
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| B5 | D#(#5/b9) | E2 | | For | you | I | will |
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Ég er ekki alveg pottþéttur á þessum kafla enn ef þið hlustið á lagið þá eru |
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svipuð grip og eru í öllu laginu með smá breytingum |
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If I could the lights in the mall and create a mood, I would |
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Shout out your name so it echoes in every room, I would |
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That’s what I’d do, That’s what I’d do, That’s what I’d do |
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