Chords for Macklemore - Shadow (Lyrics) feat. IRO

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Got me straight up [Ab] drinking [Db] from the barrel.
I've been losing hours _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] Singing sad songs [Ab] underneath [Db] the gallows running [Eb] from my shadow
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_ _ [Db] But the voices they keep talking to me [Gb] and I keep going to meetings I pray every evening
But I can't escape my disease [Bb] looking at me stay in the mirror
[Db] Look at the man staring back at you.
[Gb] You are your failures.
You are your triumphs.
You are a prophet
You are an asshole.
[Bbm] You are a devil and you are a [Bb] god [Db] you buy a shovel and bury it all
I [Gb] think you can purchase your way right out of the void and not end up paying the cost
I [Bbm] do yourself a lot of them [Bb] help [Db] whatever else forgotten
What's real you [Bbm] think the secrets you keep stay between you and me, but the shadows attached to your heels
I'm straight up [Ab] drinking [Db] from the barrel.
I've been [Eb] losing hours _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] Singing sad songs [Ab] underneath [Db] the gallows running from my shadow
_ _ _ Running [Bbm] from my shadow
Through [Bb] the [Db] sunroof I've been parked out by the [Gb] waterfront been going to war with myself reading Sun Tzu bumping the quarter [Bbm] one
[Db] I'm back on day two
Forgot how hard [Gb] it was staring at me for so long.
I forgot who the target [Bbm] was.
I thought [Ab] I was over [Db] this
This isn't what silver [Gb] is what kind of dad would hold their kids and go back out and ignore the [Bbm] risk
The shadow wants me [Ab] to forget [Db] the pain
Watch me to live in the guilt [Gb] and the shame so much that I had no choice
But the death and the drugs are blow up my fucking brain the shadow
It wants [Fm] me to busy it wants me keep drifting it wants me to give [Gb] in the fame
It wants me forgetting that I got a illness that lives in [Bb] my spirit in different ways [Db] shadow the light
Thinking but blind got different [Bb] names if it's too dark if it's too bright it can still burn you with different planes
I don't owe them an iota.
Tell my mama.
I'm a die [Bbm] sober.
Yeah, I might [F] be bipolar
I should write an album out in [Bb] Wyoming low bottom on [F] my high roller go full throttle got no [Db] chauffeur got two voices
I'm both shoulders, but I keep swinging to the
Straight-up [Ab] drinking from [Db] the barrel.
I've been losing our
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Keep [Gb] going the meetings I pray every evening, but I can't escape my disease [Db] looking at me _ _ _ _ _ _
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