Emery – The Curse Of Perfect Days (Guitar Acoustic)

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And you knew, exactly, wheeeen. . .   you gave your heart, and aall of iiit

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 Without a thought, of what you meeeant. . . you knew you couldn't live without thiiis

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So make, your, excuseees now. . . that time has stolen all that you've eaaaaarned

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Make, your, excuseees now. . . the time stolen her.    Time stolen her.!

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 'Cause I've never been scared like this, Of losing more than I have to give

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It's soooo  uun-fair,  I  believed, I could handle this

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I swooore  I  cooould, fix,  every-thing.  But I told myself lies, all of these years

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             I told myself lies.           All of these years

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The fear that moves in, and stays here.              The words that replay, in your ears

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The grip that you held, has weakened.              Was this life that was yours, forsaken

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But I can't take my eeeyes ooff ooooof yoou

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And we were still so cool, Our bodies smooth and young.  The dreams of getting older,

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Were never supposed to come.   The curse of perfect days,  You forget just what you've made.

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And you find yourself just praying,   For something more than this, l   i   f   e

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Something more than this,   l   i   f   e         X X X X XX

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 We wait for the doctors, to prescribe their medicines.   And hold, their bad news,

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as if later, it will make more sense.   But I've never been scared like this,

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Just waiting for my strength to give.   this is the rock, did I broke myself again?

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We believed we've had our way (And we did, and we did)

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And the memories we have made (Everyday was the best day of my life)

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I could neever repay what I owe (I'll replace, I'll reload)

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Eeeeven thooough I, reeead the ending before the start, I would have never changed, a

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             I would have never changed, a single part

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Tell me I'm a fool, tell me I'm just scared. Say I'm such a drama queen, it's not even fair

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Let me see your eyes, the love that's right behind

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And I'll promise you.    That it will never diiiiiiiieeeeee.    it will never diiiiiiiieeeeee

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And we were still so cool,     Our bodies smooth and young

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The dreams of getting older,   Were never supposed to come

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The curse of perfect days,     You forget just what you've made

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And you find yourself just praying,   For something more than this, l   i   f   e

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I want so much more than this,   l   i   f   e