Comunicacion Oral

Stour sour – bother

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Em D Em D

Wish I was too dead to cry

D Em

Self affliction I face

Em D Em D

Stones to throw at my creator

D G D

Masochists to which I cater

Chorus

Em D

You don't need to bother

Em B

I don't need to be

Em D

I'll keep slipping farther

C D Em

Once I hold on I won't let go till it bleeds

A background run after the course Sounds more from the Bass

[Em D B A]

Verse 2

Wish I was too dead to care

If indeed I can at all

Never had the voice to protest

So you fed me

I wish I had a reason

My flaws are open season

For this I gave up trying

One good turn deserves my time

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