2 acessos
Dm Am I'm a free bird, I don't march to a drum Gm C Am Dm But Your heart is the kick and I'm only the reverb Am Gm So whatever You say, I'm Your echo effect C Am Dm I'm Your echo, I'm Your reverb [Interlude x2] Am La da da da da da da Gm C Am Dm la da da da da da da a a [Verse] Dm Am Tryna build a box, got a 4 by 4 Gm Tryna fit me in, man, Ima need more C Got a 6 by 6, 10 by 10 Am Dm Just gimme 16, Ima drop you in Am Ima girl on a beat, tryna be an emcee Gm But we all know I make pop CD's C Am I can drop a beat, fake like I'm cool, but I was homeschooled Dm I can write a song but can't right my wrongs Am I'm a broken vessel like the rest of y'all Gm My heart is heavy, my boots are scuffed C Am Truth is, real talk, I'm not enough Dm I can't be myself 'cause I'm not my own Am A , Atlanta ain't my home Gm I belong to the King who gave His life C Am And everyday might be my last night Dm So I stand up, shoulders back Am With confidence I tell the world that Gm Never gonna be as good as we think C Am So raise a voice and be... [Chorus] Dm Am Free bird, I don't march to a drum Gm C Am Dm But Your heart is the kick and I'm only the reverb Am Gm So whatever You say, I'm Your echo effect C Am Dm I'm Your echo, I'm Your reverb [Interlude x2] Am La da da da da da da Gm C Am Dm la da da da da da da a a