The Dear Hunter - Untitled soul song

So who ^Gcares, no big ^G7deal. This is all ^Cwonderful, wonderfuly ^Cmterrible. With a ^Gdark cloud ^Emabove at least you'll ^Amfind re^D7lief from the ^Emheat. ^Eb7

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Quiet ^Gdown, listen ^G7up. You're an em^Cbarassment. Crying and ^Cmsniviling. Its just a ^Gmatter of ^Emtime before^Am I ^D7get what i ^Emwant. ^Eb7

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^D7

^EmYou give ^Ebans

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we^Emrs, ^EmI ask ^Ebque

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st^Emions. ^EmI make ^Ebdem

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an^Emds ^Emyou ful^Ebfil

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t^Emhem.

You're despe^Grate, on the ^G7phone. Begging for ^Csweet release, relief from your ^Cmsuffering. You know that ^Gtime's running ^Emout and ^AmI still dont ^D7have what I ^Emwant. ^Eb7

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^D7

^EmYou give ^Ebans

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we^Emrs, ^EmI ask ^Ebque

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st^Emions. ^EmI make ^Ebdem

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an^Emds ^Emyou ful^Ebfil

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t^Emhem.

^AmTape ac^Eb7ross your ^Glips. ^{G7 Am}Tethered ^Eb7to a ^Gchair ^{G7 Am}Maybe theyre ^Eb7coming ^Gsoon. ^G7 A ^Amproper ^Eb7birth for ^Gyou. ^G7

Not to^Amday, not to^Gday. Not to^Amday, not to^Gday. Not to^Amday, not to^Gday. Not to^Amday, not to^Gday.

So who ^Gcares, no big ^G7deal. All of its ^Cmiserable, ugly and ^Cmhorrible. It's just a ^Gmatter of ^Emtime before ^AmI ^D7find what I ^GM9want.