My Manic And I taby ukulele według Laura Marling

Am                      
He wants to die in a lake in Geneva
Em                            
The mountains can cover the shape of his nose
Am
He wants to die where nobody can see him
Em                                 
But the beauty of his death will carry on so
Am                 Em
I don't believe him


    Am
He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him
    Em                                    
And sometimes we're scorned and sometimes I believe him
    Am  
And sometimes I'm convinced that my friends think I'm crazy
     Em                              
Get scared and call him, but he's usually hazy
   Am
At 1 in the morning, the day is not ended
  Em
By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend
   Am
By 4 he will drink but he cannot feel it
   Em
Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it
    Am                Em
And I don't believe him
            Am          Em
Morning is mocking me

  Am
I wander the streets, avoiding them eats
                        Em
Till ring on my finger slips to the ground
A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city
The veins of which have broken me down
And I don't believe him
Morning is mocking me



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The gods that he believes
      Am       G    Am     G
never fail to amaze me
He believes in the love in his god of all things
But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins
The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him
Am                     G
I can't control you, I don't know you well
F                       Em
These are the reasons I think that you're ill
Am                     G
I can't control you, I don't know you well
F                      G
These are the reasons I think that you're ill



          Am                   Em
And since last that we parted last that i saw him 
down by a river, silent and hardened
Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky
I was just happy, my manic and I
He couldn't see me; the sun was in his eyes

Am            Em     F       G
And birds were singing to calm us down
Am            Em     F       G
And birds were singing to calm us down



Am                           G
And I'm sorry young man, I cannot be your friend.
I don't believe in a fairytale end
I don't keep my head up all of the time
I find it dull when my heart meets my mind
Am                         G
And I hardly know you, I think I can tell
F                        Em
These are the reasons I think that we're ill
Am                    G
I hardly know you, I think I can tell
F                        Em
These are the reasons I think that I'm ill

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And the gods that he believes    never fail to disappoint me
And the gods that he believes    never fail to disappoint me

   Am           Em         Am        Em  
My nihilist, my happy man, my manic and I
     Am       Em    F      G
Have no    plans to  move on

        Am         G        F       Em
And the birds are singing to calm us down
        Am         G        F        G
And the birds are singing to calm us down

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