romance: accordi di
Willow (Willow Smith)
Willow (Willow Smith)

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Tonalità: A minor
Intro 1
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Romance
Verse 1
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doesn't exist
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It's a hoax to trick your mind into
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thinking perfection exists
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Or absence of suffering
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Stop leading girls to the clouds above,
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it's so dis tract ing
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We can't focus on self-love
Verse 2
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Mor ality
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Mor ality doesn't exist
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It's a construct we breed
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into children who see
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We create our paradigms,
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we create all our lives
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Ancient biology,
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evolving psychologies
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Is all here in this moment
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I want to know
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you like I know myself
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But it would be just as
confusing in hell
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I'm imagin ing a different his tory
Verse 3
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Ima gine us in a field
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Feasting on mountains that
stretch very high
With the skies,
the color of bruises and cuts
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Oozing and bleeding all over the sun
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Slowly, your hand
caressing my thigh
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Slowly, your eyes
connecting with mine
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Oo h ah oh, lays me
Gingerly on my back
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The fall of the edge con
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sumes me
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I'll never make it back
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to this moment
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To this moment, to this moment
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To this moment
Verse 4
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I want to know you like I know myself
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But it would be just as confusing in hell
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I'm ima gin ing a different
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his tory
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Where men an d women stay equal
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In the eyes of soci ety
Where we don't con
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demn different people
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For exercising their freedom
"We're sexist",
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I cried in an act of di vine love
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In a perverted into
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violence and lust
Where we still honor our mother
In all of her burgeoning light
Where we do not kill our brothers
Or rape our sisters or enslave any life

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