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[INTRO]
D Am7 Esus4
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D
Convinced of my deception
Am7 Esus4
I've always been a fool
D
I fear this love reaction
Am7 Esus4
Just like you said I would
D
A rose could never lie
Am7 Esus4
About the love it brings
D
And I could never promise
Am7
to be any of those things
Chorus:
D
If I was not so weak
Am7
If I was not so cold
D
If I was not so scared of being broken
Am7
Growing old
D
I would be
Am7
I would be
Blessed are the shallow
Depth they'll never find
Seems to be some comfort
In rooms I try to hide
Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace
[INTRO]
D Am7 Esus4
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D
Convinced of my deception
Am7 Esus4
I've always been a fool
D
I fear this love reaction
Am7 Esus4
Just like you said I would
D
A rose could never lie
Am7 Esus4
About the love it brings
D
And I could never promise
Am7
to be any of those things
Chorus:
D
If I was not so weak
Am7
If I was not so cold
D
If I was not so scared of being broken
Am7
Growing old
D
I would be
Am7
I would be
Blessed are the shallow
Depth they'll never find
Seems to be some comfort
In rooms I try to hide
Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace
[Refrão]
I would be
I would be
Frail
I would be
I would be
Frail
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