Biografia:
Another alias of Jonatan Leandoer aka Yung Lean.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[verse 1]
D A Em Em
there's no beginning, there is no end
D A Em Em
i chose my line of work so I could pretend
D A Em Em
i know what will happen again and again
D A Em Em
some of them are morbid, and some are friends
[refrain]
G D Em Em
take this key and take me to the end
G D A A
lugubrious treason, trench coats out of town
[chorus]
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
that broken collarbone, you make my bones twirl
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
the beauty inside evil, you're my wooden girl
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
that broken collarbone, you make my bones twirl
D A Em Em
[refrain]
G D Em Em
take this key and take me to the end
G D A A
lugubrious treason, trench coats out of town
[verse 2]
D A Bm
you remind me of the girl I used to know back when
A G
her eyes were made of cotton candy, she had no friends
D Em
but I would always talk to her, and they won't end
Em
i haven't seen her for a while
D A Bm
you remind me of the girl I used to know back when
A G
her eyes were made of cotton candy, had no friends
D Em
but I would always talk to her, and they won't end
Em
i haven't seen her for a while
[bridge]
D
but that's not where the story ends
A Em Em
that's not where the story ends
D A Em Em
if it was....
D A Em Em
if it was as easy as ABC
D A Em Em
i wish you would love me just for me
G D Em Em
yeah I'd stick my eyes out, make sure you're there
G D A A
don't wanna know of tomorrow, but I'm not scared
[verse 3]
D A Bm A
you answer my questions, don't laugh when I'm near
G D Em Em
at the blueberry hotel, wish that you were here
D A Bm A
cut out my eyes, I put them on your wall
G D Em Em
still have the painting you drew that fall
D A Bm A
cut off my legs then I hold your hand
G D Em Em
together we could make it all right in the end
D
(yeah, that was tough)
D A Em Em
there's no beginning, there is no end
D A Em Em
i chose my line of work so I could pretend
D A Em Em
i know what will happen again and again
D A Em Em
some of them are morbid, and some are friends
[refrain]
G D Em Em
take this key and take me to the end
G D A A
lugubrious treason, trench coats out of town
[chorus]
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
that broken collarbone, you make my bones twirl
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
the beauty inside evil, you're my wooden girl
D A
i don't wanna share you with the rest of the world
Em Em
that broken collarbone, you make my bones twirl
D A Em Em
[refrain]
G D Em Em
take this key and take me to the end
G D A A
lugubrious treason, trench coats out of town
[verse 2]
D A Bm
you remind me of the girl I used to know back when
A G
her eyes were made of cotton candy, she had no friends
D Em
but I would always talk to her, and they won't end
Em
i haven't seen her for a while
D A Bm
you remind me of the girl I used to know back when
A G
her eyes were made of cotton candy, had no friends
D Em
but I would always talk to her, and they won't end
Em
i haven't seen her for a while
[bridge]
D
but that's not where the story ends
A Em Em
that's not where the story ends
D A Em Em
if it was....
D A Em Em
if it was as easy as ABC
D A Em Em
i wish you would love me just for me
G D Em Em
yeah I'd stick my eyes out, make sure you're there
G D A A
don't wanna know of tomorrow, but I'm not scared
[verse 3]
D A Bm A
you answer my questions, don't laugh when I'm near
G D Em Em
at the blueberry hotel, wish that you were here
D A Bm A
cut out my eyes, I put them on your wall
G D Em Em
still have the painting you drew that fall
D A Bm A
cut off my legs then I hold your hand
G D Em Em
together we could make it all right in the end
D
(yeah, that was tough)
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