Roses: accordi di
Luke Christopher
Luke Christopher

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Tonalità: Eb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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If there was ever such a clever
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Breed of roses that were redder
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Than the A upon the bosom
of the chick in scarlet letter
I would toss them to the dirt and would
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appreciate 'em better
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And would toss another bud upon
hearing the word whatever
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It's your favorite
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I know it cuz you said it enough
We was in it to "Uh"
But came out it in love
It's a gift from above
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It's the curse of the dove
Fall in love and you can fall right into
something that's rough, but take
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I got a knack for bein' too into
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the world around me
That's probably why you never trust
me when there's girls around me
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You know I never lift a finger like paralysis
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I swear that incident happened
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cuz I was out of it, I swear
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I swear you say that once is, is always
And now that time where we
existed lives far away
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Been tryna work it out but patience is worn
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If you ever see some roses better
check em' for thorns and say...
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They said we were a match
Verse 2
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made in heaven
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I guess you never saw it that way
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Oh the flowers I gave you and
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the love songs I made you
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I will never give you roses again
Verse 3
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Remember that time where we
were sittin' by the lake hmm
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And we were talkin' bout
all the mistakes I make hmm
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How all that shit them broads were talkin'
bout was fake hmm
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And every apology that I gave
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you wouldn't take hmm
Is it my fault that you ain't used
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to datin' rappers?
And is my only gift to you
a little laughter?
What about that glass
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slipper happy ever after
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When you walked all of me and was
surprised the glass shattered
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Shoulda known that I was sharper than that,
huh princess?
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And fuck ya teapots, yeah the twin sets
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Fuck ya wind chime when
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the fuckin wind hits
And fuck that pillow that you
ordered that ain't in yet
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Could give a damn about ya new
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school buggie
Everybody know the old school's better,
hunny bunny
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So let this be my last bouquet
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I be hoppin' in the game I got
a field to play and say...
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They said we were a match
Verse 4
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made in heaven
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I guess you never saw it that way
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Oh the flowers I gave you and
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the love songs I made you
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I will never give you roses again
Outro 1
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