Cifra de Caramel - Sleep Token
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C7
Count me out like sovereigns
Payback for the good times
Right foot in the roses
Left foot on a landmine
I'm not gonna be there
Tripping on the grapevine
They can sing the words while I cry into the bassline
Wear me out like Prada
Devil in my detail
I swear it's getting harder
Even just to exhale
Backed up into corners
Bitter in the lens
I'm sick of tryna hide it every time they take mine
[Refrão - versão 1]
So stick to me
Stick to me like caramel
Am
Walk beside me
C/G Em C7
Till you feel nothing as well
They ask me
Is it going good in the garden?
Say: I'm lost, but I beg no pardon
Up on the dice, but low on the cards
I try not to talk about how it's harder now
Can I get a mirror side-stage?
Looking sideways at my own visage, getting worse
Every time they try to shout my real name just to get a rise from me
Acting like I'm never stressed out by the hearsay
I guess that's what I get for tryna hide in the limelight
Guess that's what I get for having 20/20 hindsight
Everybody wants eyes on 'em
I just wanna hear you sing that top line
And if you don't think I mean it, then I understand
But I'm still glad you came, so let me see those hands
[Refrão - versão 2]
So stick to me
Stick to me like caramel
G
Walk beside me
Till you feel nothing as well
I'm falling free
Of the final parallel
The sweetest dreams are bitter, but there's no one left to tell
C7 G D4/A
Too young to get bitter over it all
Too old to retaliate like before
Too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know
So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm
This stage is a prison (too young to get bitter)
A beautiful nightmare (over it all)
A war of attrition (too old to retaliate)
I'll take what I'm given (like before)
The deepest incisions (too blessed to be called)
I thought I got better (ungrateful, I know)
But maybe I didn't
[Breakdown]
G Bm
G Em C7
(In these days of days) Tell me, did I give you what you came for?
(I wish it all away) Terrified to answer my own front door
(I thought things had changed) Missing my wings in a realm of angels
(But everything's the same)
So I'll keep dancing along to the rhythm
This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare
A war of attrition, I'll take what I'm given
The deepest incisions, I thought I got better
But maybe I didn't