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Transportador
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Verse 1:
E C#m
We'll always make it through the day
G#m B
There's always gonna be a better way, always be someone else's way
E C#m
Even when we know we've gone too far
G#m B
Closer to the edge is so much further than we'll get without a car
A B
And everyone's lookin for some place
A B
They're just killing more time than space
A G#m C#m
Some nights I wish that the sun would
B
Never show its face
Verse 2:
E C#m
You're so beautiful at night
G#m B
The moon's got a way of lighting you, the way no pictureâs ever goin to
E C#m
Even when the stars begin to weep
G#m B
We'll laugh at the expense of all their grief, you never made me feel like I'm a creep
A B
And everyoneâs lookin for some space
A B
We're just killing time all over this place
A G#m C#m
Some nights I wish that the sun would
B
Never show its face
Chorus:
E C#m G#m B
Wouldn't want to face the light of day
E C#m G#m B
Face the light of day with anyone
E C#m G#m B
Will you face the light of day with anyone
A B E
Like I'll face the night with you
Verse 3:
E C#m
Just look at everyone
G#m B
No one really knowing why they're here, tryin so hard not to disappear
E C#m
Doesn't take a lot to make you dance
G#m B
We're making such a scene With two left feet never even sing or hear the beat
A B
And everyone's looking for some place
A B
they're just killing more time in haste
A G#m C#m
Some nights it feels like the moon is
B
Just a light above our graves
Chorus:
E C#m G#m B
Wouldn't want to face the light of day
E C#m G#m B
Face the light of day with anyone
E C#m G#m B
Will you face the light of day with anyone
A B E
Like I'll face the night with you
A B E
Like I'll face the night with you
Solo:
E C#m G#m B
E C#m G#m B
Chorus:
E C#m G#m B
Wouldn't want to face the light of day
E C#m G#m B
Face the light of day with anyone
E C#m G#m B
Will you face the light of day with anyone
A B E
Like I'll face the night with you
A B E
Like I'll face the night with you
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