Kunci Gitar JACK SKELLINGTON
Kaleb Mitchell
Kaleb Mitchell

N/A
Kunci: D minor
Intro 1
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Get away,
Verse 1
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get away, get away
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
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It's too much, I need time,
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I need space
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It don't stop, through the nights,
through the days
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Get away, get away, get away
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
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It's too much, I need time,
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I need space
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They gon' make me snap
Back to my old ways
Back to my old ways
Verse 2
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Swear you think you know me
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Yeah, swear that you're my homie
Lost my momma then I lost my shawty
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Yeah, so don't ask me
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Why I like to party, for
Start a mosh- pit got me throwing bottles
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My heart is hollow,
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I hide it in them bottom nowadays
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Lost a couple friends,
now I feel we parted ways
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How you say you righteous
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When your ego made you slay
Wait, but who the one who fake
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Always kept it real
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Never told a lie, say it to your face
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I ain't lose my faith, still believe in God
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I'm the chosen one, gotta lot of problems
I ain't tryna run from
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I've been, fighting, for my,
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conscience
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Never sober, violent memories,
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gun in holster
Verse 3
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Get away, get away, get away
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
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It's too much, I need time,
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I need space
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It don't stop, through the nights,
through the days
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Bdim
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Get away, get away, get away
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
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Dm
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It's too much, I need time,
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I need space
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They gon' make me snap
Back to my old ways
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Back to my old ways
Verse 4
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Patience wearing thinner every day
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All these phony people in my face
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You think I ain't hip to all the games
You don't love me,
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you just love what I became
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All these leeches tryna
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get attached
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I got all these demons on attack
Every day I'm haunted by the past
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I ain't been the same
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since Martin passed
Yeah
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But I been my bag, woah
Yeah I been making these plays, yeah
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I ain't never had no job, no
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Skipped on minimum wage, yeah
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I just dropped one tape
And I'm already back
in the lab going crazy
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Ion do nothing fugazi, yeah
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Want a sixteen, gotta pay me, yeah
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I been back and forth, with myself
I need love, I need help
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I been trapped, in my mind
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I don't know nothing else
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I suggest, that you leave,
while you can
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Terrified, of myself
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I got blood, on my hands
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Get away,
Verse 5
get away, get away
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
It's too much, I need time, I need space
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It don't stop, through the nights,
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through the days
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Get away, get away, get away
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Dm
Dm
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Am
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Gotta lot on my mind, on my plate
It's too much, I need time, I need space
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They gon' make me snap
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Dm
Back to my old ways
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Back to my old ways
Outro 1
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