Вступление
[Chorus]
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
[Verse 1]
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We watch the stock drop
D
They say we're just snide, octane
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I want to exchange hits for a testament
D
And this will be my sacrifice
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Up in the clouds pick up the tab, put me down
D
Now gently, just drop me, cause this not a gallery
A
She takes me seriously, what a joke,
D
She would know if she wasn't too scared to pick up the phone and call me
[Chorus]
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
Bm D
The crime fits the punishment
[Verse 2]
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And an ice cold sal, stabbing demons at dusk
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She says "Well, whom do you trust?" I don't trust anyone.
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"Who do you trust?" I don't trust nobody
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"Not even her?" No, not even me, oh please
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You're not
D Bm F#m D Ab E Dbm
[Bridge]
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Thank you lightly for deceiving
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All the people that believe in me
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Somewhere Arthur Lee is bleeding
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Somewhere Arthur Lee is bleeding
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If I came to learn one thing from this
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It's that people from Long Island
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Aren't as old as they seem
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They're older then they seem to be
D
[Verse 3]
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I turn my back to the mirror all you see is my back
D
It's leaving you somewhere lethal to make a red dot
A D
Let's see what you got ready or not, here goes
Bm D
The crime fits the punishment
[Chorus]
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
A
You're not made
D
For this, dear boy
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