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A - A7 - E7 - Cmaj7 Am - A - C - G G - Cmaj7 - G - cmaj7 G - Cmaj7 - G - strum A - Am - C - Am A - Am - C - strum individually 1st fret, 5th - 3rd - 2nd chord i’m just tryin to get by some days i’m just tryin to get high this society taught me not to cry so this society can deal with my battered ego tonight cause i’m just trying to understand i’m just getting a better grasp on this hand but no one can play cards and no one can make art without thinkin ‘bout the hands those around them have landed our world is not simple everyone's been branded and everyone stuffs a few cards up their sleeves and everyone leaves a trail of unused aces when they leave br) because you’re not the only one who wants to run away to nepal and you’re not the only one who sees this nation is a maze made of, shifting walls and you’re not the only one who’s afraid to take out a loan and you’re not the only one who feels uncomfortable alone with police and in, shopping malls i’m just tryin to get by some days i’m just tryin to get high it was this society that taught me not to cry so this society can deal with my battered ego tonight this place hurts us all and i wonder why we stay here and fall for all the pretty ways to stall away the mindless days high heels and guns can intimidate but not mediate, a fall
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Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 1:53 PM UTC
poker in a world of vertical integration
A - A7 - E7 - Cmaj7 Am - A - C - G G - Cmaj7 - G - cmaj7 G - Cmaj7 - G - strum A - Am - C - Am A - Am - C - strum individually 1st fret, 5th - 3rd - 2nd chord i’m just tryin to get by some days i’m just tryin to get high this society taught me not to cry so this society can deal with my battered ego tonight cause i’m just trying to understand i’m just getting a better grasp on this hand but no one can play cards and no one can make art without thinkin ‘bout the hands those around them have landed our world is not simple everyone's been branded and everyone stuffs a few cards up their sleeves and everyone leaves a trail of unused aces when they leave br) because you’re not the only one who wants to run away to nepal and you’re not the only one who sees this nation is a maze made of, shifting walls and you’re not the only one who’s afraid to take out a loan and you’re not the only one who feels uncomfortable alone with police and in, shopping malls i’m just tryin to get by some days i’m just tryin to get high it was this society that taught me not to cry so this society can deal with my battered ego tonight this place hurts us all and i wonder why we stay here and fall for all the pretty ways to stall away the mindless days high heels and guns can intimidate but not mediate, a fall
xanadu
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Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 1:53 PM UTC
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