New Slang chords

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_ F _ C _ G _ Am _ _ G _ Am _ .
_ F _ C _ G _ C _ Am _ G _ Am _ .
_ F _ C _ G _ C _ Am _ D _ Am _ .
_ F _ C _ G _ C _ Am _ G _ C _ .
_ _ _ Am Gold C teeth and a F curse for this town, C G were all in my mouth, C only F I don't know how, Am they.
G got out Am dear.
C Turned me back F into the man C I G was when he left, C I was F happier Am then with no G mindset.
_ _ And if you turn to C me F like C a rose, G it's to you, as it jumps and C writes, F reads and C dies,.
F I'm C the king of the F eyes, so the C rest of all G I was, better off.
_ _ Am You C slang when you F notice the stripes, C the G dirt in your pride, C hope it's F right when you die.
A Old and G Am bonely, dawn C breaks like a F blow to the heart, C never G should have called, C but my.
F head's to the Am wall and I'm G lawfully.
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And if you turn to C me like F C a gold, G it's to him, as it C jumps and writes, F reads and C dies,.
F I'm the C king of the F eyes, so the C rest of all G I was, better off.
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C _ F _ G _ C _ _ F _ _ _ .
C _ F _ G _ C _ A _ G _ C _ _ .
_ _ Am God's C feet are the F big as it gone, C did he G all cut their thumb, C and bleed F into their.
Am buns, turning G them away.
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I'm looking in, C on the good F life of my C people, do G never reply, without a C trust, a flaming.
F field, damn I C do G love to reply.
And if you turn C to me F like blue, C I'd F dance like a C queen of the F eyes, so the C rest of all.
G I was, better off.
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