Pathetique Chords by Close Lobsters

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I don't like the guy who sits in front of my handsome, poor tell man he makes things.
The moment you let yourself steal his truth, I find out he's an idiot and a load.
[D] Whisper would kill the pain, but he's afraid to provide the respectable power.
[G] Someone's come to trade, I'm shifty and mage.
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_ _ _ All the tables and chairs are [D] fused.
[G] This has to change.
Anyone else but I don't really have to move.
[D] I'm developing a weapon, I'm still in Calcute, to reduce your volume of will.
[G] I'm a real-life switcher to a heli-girl, with any way I can top the weather.
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Especially occupied, I'm here to abide, by staring at the art of war.
As I pick a junction with a speed, and the clock controls the movements of [D] me.
I remember when I did it as well, then set the pace of the earth.
[G] To the five-time bronze medalist, I'm just hanging next to the school.
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[D] There are 97 [G] stars to everything. _
[E] Girl, no [G] longer a prisoner. _
[D] See everything at 97 [G] stars.
_ I'm [E] a girl.
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