Hợp âm Guitar
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(A cappella w/ tambourine)
Oh Ms. Believer, my pretty sleeper.
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road.
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder,
Inside your head, than the winter of death.
CI will tell you, FI love Amyou.
But the Fmuffs on your Cears will Amcater your Gfears.
CMy nose and feet are Dmrunning as Amwe start
To Ftravel through Csnow. FTogether we Ggo.
F C Am GTogether we go (echo) F C Am G
FWe get Ccolder, Am G
As Fwe grow Colder. Am G
FWe will Am Cwalk G
FSo much Cslower. Am G
F C Am G F C Am G
COh Ms. Believer, Fmy pretty Amweeper.
FYour twisted Cthoughts
Arelike Amsnow on the Frooftops. G
CPlease take my hand, we're Fin foreign Amland
As we Ftravel through Csnow. AmTogether we Ggo.
F C Am GTogether we go (echo) F C Am G
FWe get Ccolder, Am G
As Fwe grow Colder. Am G
FWe will Am Cwalk G
FSo much Cslower. Am G
F Am C C F Am C G F Am C G
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