Warsaw Chords by Dessa

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_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ [B] I'm a witch with no candle, a wheel with no axe, [Gb] no rod with no saddle, no lich, and [Ebm] I'm
a dragon, a kite.
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Blade with no handle, a brick for your window, [Gb] I'm fine but I'm singular, dumb, and [Ebm] I'm the same on both sides.
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You're a stone [B] cold killer, you say, but you're acting [Gb] like a part-time criminal, wait, it's your raid, man, [Eb] you laid it on fake.
It's a dive bar, save the game, you drink and you sin.
Easy to please, but hard to impress, [Gb] I'm in a blue-blue shoes and a bulletproof dress.
[Eb] Sugar on the rim and a shot on the scalp, man, it's murder in the morning, but it's good for [B] morale.
Can you mortar walls?
Don't slut, you're wrestling with both [Ebm] hands, get the spirit level of the skeleton, won't stand.
[Eb] Fuck a plan, man, I'm trying to call an auto, but probable lost cause, [Ab] but I got a [B] thing for long shots.
Yes, yes, they say I got the wrong [Ebm] job, best bet when you think they got the wrong [Eb] odds, and I've done some living in a glass house.
High note, pull the [B] motherfucking walls off.
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_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ And [B] I sleep with both eyes open, [Ebm] standing up, alone and home, off the [Eb] rest.
_ _ _ [B] _ And I'm still living by my maiden name, [Gb] the name I came from, the name I made, and I'm [Ebm] barefaced.
That's your masquerade [Bbm] for the blasphemy, before I came [Ebm] because of 9th force.
We all wanna hear that fight song, call home like a 9 on bright song.
Arms right for the [Bbm] clod jaw, never said it, never said it, and the time [B] don't take what I need.
Give me a [Gb] great parade of graceful whiskey, [Ebm] some little tank money in the bank, calling it a win-win.
Give [B] a little thanks, give a little back, cause it's the grand plan.
Take one last look, [Gb] let the band wag it for a grand [Eb] book.
To break out you gotta give up the [Bbm] chase, to make love [Ebm] you gotta take off the [B] brakes.
And we all leave feeling half [Ebm] done, best you can do is just put a hand up.
[Eb] Hope, grace, and good works in the end add up, find out when the pendulum [B] hangs plump.
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[B] And I sleep with both eyes open, [Gb] standing up, alone and home, [Eb] off the rest.
_ _ _ _ And [B] I'm still living by my maiden [Gb] name, the name I came from, the name I made, [Eb] and I'm barefaced.
So [Ebm] masquerade for the pleasure, before I take my [Gb] seat. _ _ _ _ _ _
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