Misc Originals – Cooper James - Spin The Wheel (Guitar)

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Writing words Sharing thoughts Showing pictures of things we bought

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Out of time  In the dark All the way back to the start

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The need for touch Taking stock The need for love and the need to fuck

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Bring me down Lift me up Knock me off But I get up

F
Can you see

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Is it real Can it hurt me Spin the wheel

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Find an answer in your eyes

                              F
Knowing now they’re full of lies

                              C
It grabbed at me I grabbed at it

                                G
My fists are ready As are my witts

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So do your worst My life’s already buried in this

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No more sorrow No regrets I lost so much and I sadly wept

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Within my soul I found myself I found my power It was hiding on the shelf

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No longer hide What lay inside Or the intent in which you drive

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Only anger left inside No more gardens The flowers have died

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Here we go Nice and slow We speak in riddles It’s time to go

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Grab your torch One last thought Feel the burn On your skin Make it raw

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My eyes will bleed They look at me I cannot lie Fall to my knees

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The day is done The game not won The loser sings One last sad song

F
Can you see it

       C                           G
Is it real Can it hurt me Spin the wheel,

                       Am
Find an answer in your eyes

                             F
Knowing now they’re full of lies

                              C
It grabbed at me I grabbed at it

                              G
My fists are ready As are my witts

                    Am                            F
So do your worst My life’s already buried in this