「Nightcore」→ Little Girl Chords

[N] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ My friends always tell me I get carried away Sometimes I spit when I talk cause I have
so much to say They don't seem to hear me, but I guess it's
okay It's not their fault [E] my mind's working overtime
with no pay They always say [C] the same things and it's starting
to get old That my head can't get sick, it can't catch
[Am] a cold I scratch and I [C] pick, my insecurities poke
My fear is my anxiety, a voice that [Am] provokes Take a walk, [C] clear your head, breathe in,
count to ten Cause on the first page of life written in
red [Am] _ _ [C] You'll never make it here if you don't learn
how to bend
_ Don't speak unless you've spoken to a little _ [F] girl
[Am] _
Someday you will find your [F] place in the world [C] But ladies don't get dirty, [F]
someday you'll
learn to rub into [Am] _ space with [F] MC Fade _ _ _
_ _ _ Every day feels [C] like a battle and I always get hurt
I was frequently told violence was never the answer
But life doesn't abide by the rules of a child
I don't know how to fight, only taught how to surrender
[Am] There's a certain kind of [C] darkness that does the reaping
It usually takes you right before you are sleeping
Is it the crack in the door that it finds a way to creep in?
Or the crack in your brain that wants you to drop [Am] dead?
I don't remember [C] what it's like to see with clear vision
I wake every morning like the dead has arisen I [Am] don't have to think this [C] body of mine is
a prison You don't control me, I just gotta find the
light [Am] switch But the more that I [C] look, the further I get
You're the only thing about me that needs to be [Am] fixed
Cause on the first page of [C] life written in fine print
Stop looking for light, live it instead
_ Don't speak your last, you've spoken too little [F] _ girl
_ [Am]
Someday you will find your place in the [F] _
world
But [C] ladies don't get dirty
[F]
Someday you'll learn to fill the [Am] empty space with [F] MC Fade _ _ _
_ _ _ My mind is a mess, but I love it nonetheless
_ _ _ _ They tell me to hush, but my words are all that's left _ _ _
[Am] So on the last page of life, written in gold _
_ _ _ Don't waste it, always doing what you're told _ _ _ _ _ _
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