Cinnamon

Matt Webb

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Tom:
Bm A G The purple walls I'm swimming in
G It was the first and the last time
Bm A G We broke those hearts of cinnamon
G Bm I can remember what it taste like
A G The room was moving, you were losing
Bm A G Balance and all kinds of things like me [Chorus]
Bm A I heard this coming from a mile away
G Ask my friends outside if it's all okay
Bm A G Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?
Bm A It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nights
G And the gang's all set for the Friday fights
Bm A G But I'm so ready to break us to pieces
[Verse 2]
Bm A G A friendly face to fill the void
G You're the glue, and the staple
Bm A G A parachute, and we're deployed
G I can remember what it felt like
Bm A G The wind was blowing, so where we going?
Bm A G Maybe far away from home, oh, home sweet home [Chorus]
Bm A I heard this coming from a mile away
G Ask my friends outside if it's all okay
Bm A G Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?
Bm A It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nights
G And the gang's all set for the Friday fights
Bm A G But I'm so ready to break us to pieces [Bridge]
Bm A G Bm A G
Bm A G Sing oh oh, uh oh, oh oh, uh oh
Bm A G Oh oh, uh oh, ohh [Chorus]
Bm A I heard this coming from a mile away
G Ask my friends outside if it's all okay
Bm A G Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?
Bm A It's gonna sting like hell when you're missing nights
G And the gang's all set for the Friday fights
Bm A G But I'm so ready to break us to pieces
Bm A G Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?
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Composição: Matt Webb

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