Nhịp 4/4
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Verse 1:
Made a |wrong turn. Once or |twice_
Dug my |way out. Blood and |fire_
Bad de-|cisions. That’s al-|right_
Welcome |to my silly |life_
Mis-|treated, misplace_
Misunder-|stood_
Miss “no way it’s all |good”_
It didn’t slow me |down_
Mis-|taking. Always second |guessing_
Underesti-|mating_
Look I’m still a-|round |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |less than_
Fucking |perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |nothing_
You’re fucking |perfect to |me_
Verse 2:
You’re so |mean. When you |talk_
About your-|self, you were |wrong_
Change the |voices in your |head_
Make them |like you in-|stead_
So compli-|cated_
Look how big we all |make it_
Filled with so much |hatred_
Such a tired |game_
It’s e-|nough_
I’ve done all I can |think of_
Chased down all my |demons_
I’ve seen you do the |same.. ohhh… |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |less than_
Fucking |perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |nothing_
You’re fucking |perfect to me_
Rap:
The |whole worlds scared. So I swallow the fear_
The only |thing I should
be drinking. Is an ice cold beer_
So |cool in line. And we try, try, try_
But we |try too hard. And
it’s a waste of my time_
Done |looking for the
critics. Cause they’re everywhere_
They don’t |like my
jeans. They don’t get my hair_
Ex-|change ourselves. And
we do it all the time |
|Why do we do that? Why do I do that |
|_ Why do I do that? |
|Yeah. |…… |
|Oooooooh. Oh |pretty pretty please |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |less than_
Fucking |perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |nothing_
You’re fucking |perfect to |me |
|_ You’re |perfect_
You’re |perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you |ever, ever feel_
Like you’re |nothing_
You’re fucking |perfect to |me ||
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Đặt hợp âm: Mã Đức LNT Guitar