3 acessos
F D7 Some day, some day Gm7 C7 F Some day I'll, I will wear a starry crown F Some day, some day Am7 Some day I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday Am7 Hold up, hold up Eb Dm Some day, some days Gm7 Am7 I remembered this on a Sunday Bb C Gm7 Am7 Back way, yeah, way, way Bb C Burning, mhm-mhm F Am7 Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days Eb I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find Dm7 Some days, ohh Dm7 (Heatstroke) Gm7 Am7 Bb C Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana Gm7 Am7 Bb C Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah F Am7 I've been tryin' to make you love me Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb But everything I try just takes you further from me F Am7 Some day we gon' set it off, some day we gon' get this off Eb Baby, don't you bet it all, on a path of Fentanyl Dm7 You might think they wrote you off Gm7 Am7 They gon' have to rope me off Bb C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F Some day the drama'll be gone, and they'll pray, no, oh, no Am7 Sometimes I take all the shine, talk like I drank all the wine Eb Years ahead but way behind, I'm on one, two, three, four, five Dm7 Gm7 Am7 No half-truths, just naked minds, caught between space and time Bb C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F This now, with the world in mind, but maybe some day F Am7 I've been tryin' to make you love me Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb But everything I try just takes you further from me F Am7 Woah, once again I am a child Eb Dm7 I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah Gm7 Am7 Bb Of everything that I know, yeah C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free F Am7 We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free F Am7 We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free F Am7 We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free N.C We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free