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I'll Borrow Time - Marika Hackman - That Iron Taste
BmIf you cut me from the Abmsky BmCould we make a pact to someday Abmdie? BmAnd now my bones are hard and Abmold BmAnd the blood inside is cracked and Abmcold
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DbmAnd it's a hard Aride DbmFrom here to the other Aside DbmThe dust creeping in our Aminds Growing Eas we Bride–
Dmb Abm Bbm Into the night we could stay right here
DbmStuck in these bodies and Abmstuck without Bbmfears DbmThe crown I wear is Abmmade of Bbmbone DbmAnd you could twist me Abmoff my Bbmthrone
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EbmCause I am not a lady F#That is not my king EbmI would scalp an adversary F#Just to keep my wii-----Bmings
BmWe're not made for sitting Abmstill BmHunters have legs and legs can Abmkill
DbmBut it's a hard Aride DbmFrom here to the other Aside DbmThe dust creeping in our Aminds Growing Eas we Bride Into the Dbmnight
DbmI'll Aborrow Etime DbmDo what we Acan to keep me Eblind We'll Dbmcut our Ahair and close our Eeyes DbmShielded by the Afort and our Gdisguise GIn our disguise
Bm Abm Bm Abm
BmWe're not made for sitting Abmstill BmHunters have legs and legs can Abmkill
DbmBut I am not a lady EThat is not my king DbmI would scalp an adversary EJust to keep my wings ETo Ebmkeep Dbmmy Bmwings
Bm Abm Bm Abm
DbmBut it's a hard Aride DbmFrom here to the other Aside DbmThe dust creeping in our Aminds Growing Eas we Bride Into the Dbmnight