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N the moment.
The best of me was left under the bed sheets on that Samba
G# morning.
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My
F mind is always struggled with Where am I
G being Where am I going Where am I My heart is
Dm stressing down The
F world _
G is trying to throw me down And even though every night I've
Dm heard that sound It's a
G dream and it's revelating It's the only thing that keeps me grounded _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Dm I _
G _ need Turkey dust and snow _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Dm _ _ _
G I need Turkey dust Go to
Cm vampires,
N burn me up Drop names and snip up residue I'll post them bout their revenue At home I face each green-eyed beast _ Everybody wants to leave but no one wants to see
G you do it When my heart is
Dm stressing down _
F _ The world
G is trying to throw me down And even though every night _
F I've heard that sound It's a dream and it's revelating
G It's the only thing that keeps me grounded _ Turkey _ _ _ _
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G _ _ _ .
dust and snow _ _ _ _ _ I
F _ _ _
G _ need Turkey dust When
N my head comes pressing down _ _ The world
C is trying to throw me down And even
G though every night I've
Dm heard that sound It's a
F dream and it's revelating
G It's the only thing that keeps me grounded I _ _ _ _ _
F _ _ _
G _ need Turkey dust and snow I _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Dm _ _ _
G _ need Turkey dust and snow _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .