RISIN´

Sako

G                                               F
Your lonely girlfriend‘s siting down and running high
                       G  F
That’s killing me, that’s wierd
Fu*king morning, in your eyes, are frozen lies
That’s killing me, that’s wierd

G                    B                   C
You‘re risin‘, you‘re risin‘, you‘re risin‘....risin‘ down

Make trade fair in your head
Little nightmare, living it for years, for years
But you‘re still rising down like a fading train,
just only smoking, won’t reduce your pain

You‘re risin‘, you‘re risin‘.....risin‘ down

G
Risin‘, fu*kin‘ morning glory
F
See you out there, Just dont worry



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