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FCDmEAm
AmSometimes we fGind things we're not looFking Fsus2for
and we Fsus2lose the seCnse of reGason
AmSometimes we lGose what we are cFaring Fsus2for
and then Fsus2face the daCy withoGut them
My lFife, Cmy hDmome, Emy Amyou
AmSometimes we fGail to say how hFurt we Fsus2are
When the Fsus2word we fCear speaks tGreason
AmDon´t wanna Gbe there when my CFupid Fsus2dies
from a Fsus2wound by Chis own aGrrow
Here's to liFfe, mCy hDmome, Emy Amyou...
C I Fraise a glass 'n drown my sGorrow
wEhen I´m on my Amown C F
I dry my eyes on a sGhoulder
Ebut it´s not my owAmn C F
I cannot hGold you, my tEears are made of sAmtone C
I fFeel a tap on my sGhoulder, but tonEight I dance aFlonCe..Dm E Am
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