Bright Eyes - Basketball, аккорды

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so i'm just the medecine
 
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Em7
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Am7
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you take when your sick
           
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Em7
 
Am7
  
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you get well and thats it
            
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Am
             
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i'm put back on the shelf in your mirror

             
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and it isn't exceptional
         
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Em7
 
Am7
  
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the corse of our fate
                  
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Em7
 
Am7
  
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so people love and they hate
           
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Am
             
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and i guess it's just our turn to hate

                 
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yeah,you were just some song i wrote
     
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Em7
 
Am7
  
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a poem on a page
               
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a sculpture i made out of clay
 
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Am
          
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desire was the flame

but now your more of a basketball
boys just pass you around
they bouce you hard on the ground 
and dribble
and then we all get high fives

and you think i'm an asshole now
well you're proably right
but at least i'm not blind to the facts 
i've been wishing were lies

but still i hope you get everything
that you care to posess
and unbeleivable sex with him
or anyone of my friends

but just don't ask about my apetite 
i dind't loose it tonight
no, it's been gone half my life
it's just i have been eating for you
 
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