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Primeiro acorde: Dm 6 acordes identificados
Intro: Dm C Bb C Am
Verse:
Dm
I'm sick I think I'm sick
Sometimes I think I get like this
I bite my tongue, I clench my fists
Resist at first and then reverse
Dm
The night knows me by name
Its shadow trained to dull the pain
Bb
All the black begins to blur
Resist at first and then immerse
Verse:
Dm
I'm sick I think I'm sick
Sometimes I think I get like this
I bite my tongue, I clench my fists
Resist at first and then reverse
Dm
The night knows me by name
Its shadow trained to dull the pain
And all the black begins to blur
Resist at first and then immerse
Dm C Bb C Am
Verse:
It tires me, it makes me sad
To think of all the nights I've had
Bb
Eyes shut tightly, I shut down
C An
Won't be that much longer now
Dm
In the quiet, in the dark
C
All my ideals fall apart
Bb
When they come for me again
Resist with everything I am
Verse:
It tires me, it makes me sad
Think of all the nights I've had
Bb
Eyes shut tightly, I shut down
C An
Won't be that much longer now
Verse:
Dm
I'm sick I think I'm sick
Sometimes I think I get like this
I bite my tongue, I clench my fists
Resist at first and then reverse
Dm
Life's a war, you pick your fight
I think mine picks me first most nights
If I should wake before I die
Then promise me you'll never get this sick inside
Dm C Bb C Am
Dm C Bb C Am
BREAK:
Dm
Can't undo a word I said
C
Years of struggle still ahead
Gm
All the trouble in my head
Bb A
I wish I were good instead
Dm
Can't undo a word I said
C
Years of struggle still ahead
Gm
All the trouble in my head
Bb A
I wish I were good instead
Verse:
Dm
I'm sick I think I'm sick
Sometimes I think I get like this
I bite my tongue, I clench my fists
Resist at first and then reverse
My adversary knows me well
She's out for blood, too soon to tell
If I'll outsmart these lies of hell
And think my sick self back to health
OUTRO:
Dm C Bb C Am
Dm C Bb C Am