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Now you see me - Al Sam
[Chords]
Dm x-x-7-7-6-x
A x-x-7-6-5-x
A7 x-x-7-6-8-x Played finger picking (intro and verse)
Dm7 x-5-7-7-6-5
Gm7b5 x-10-11-10-11-x
A#dim7 x-x-8-9-8-9 Played struming salsa style (outro)
[Intro]
Dm A A7 Dm
Dm A A7 Dm
[Verse 1]
Ever since I first broke skin on the ground
I've been learning how to hurt, learning how to bounce
Back on my feet, sweet, I'm still learning how to count
I do the math and someday I'll be six under
[Verse 2]
Far enough to have heard my last strike of thunder
I feel invincible, really I'm invisible
A world so terrible a good is taken out
A world so beautiful a bad is taken on and blown up blaow
[Verse 3]
Dm
Seem I deem it dead from the moment that I dare
Look a minute, a glare coming from the snare
Excited for the build up and tension to be fed, (inhale determined)
[Verse 4]
Dm
I drool from the hits and I move with the wind
I'm a do all the sinning, and all the while I'm living
To be proof of a new type of fucking with you
[Verse 5]
I'm a city rat livin' in the gutters
Right now at your mother's flat with pretty flowers
At the very hour, to be strapped to a bed and fucked
'Till there's nothing left for my shaft to utter in her (inhale strong frightened)
[Verse 6]
But at other times, like most of 'em
I'm all alone getting fried, like toast oven
And really I'm a little high from words spoken
And seemingly I'm on the rise, like post mortem
[Verse 7]
Flick it 'cause I'm coming in and I do want to see what's up ahead of me
I cringe at images of people living way above their means
I cling to feelings of inadequacy strings to be played
Dm
When I master my destiny, fighting will be vain
[Verse 8]
And I reel like a fisherman the stories on my wall
A
Peel like a monkey all the lies and all the wow
To be clear I don't wanna look but naturally I steer
It appears that I'm sick from sticking round a queer
[Verse 9]
So sick in the head yet slick as it'll get
Throw a brick through to shed light on the subject
A7
Risk for the life to be put aside then
We thrift and we're swift
Now you see me, now you're dead
[Outro]
Dm7 Dm7 Gm7b5 A#dim7
Dead
Dm7 Dm7 Gm7b5 A#dim7 x15