Penelope Scott – Baxter 3Rd Is Under Fucking Siege (Guitar)

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[Spoken] Some songs sound the way it feels to have a rib out of place [Verse 1]
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But I ran all of my errands

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And all of my ribs are quite in

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The animals are quiet

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And all the things are in the bin

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I put them in there with you here

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When I remove them you'll be gone

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I guess there's nothing to be scared of

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I guess there's really nothing wrong
[Chorus]
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And there's no shame in sleeping later

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There's no shame in sleeping more

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No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Lysol-huffing whore

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When the clock strikes three nineteen

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My words will sink into the sea

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And I will know for a split second that

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My whole life's ceased to be
Bbm Eb C Fm Db Eb Ab [Verse 2]
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The morning I woke up to leave there

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As soon as I opened my eyes

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It hurt so bad that I could taste it

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So cold it burned all my insides

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I've never felt anything like it

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Heard my lungs scream like that before

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Felt such a tear in my aorta

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That it spilled all of the light I ever saw

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Across the floor

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I couldn't wrap my head around it

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How such a nightmare could be real

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And despite all of my bullshit

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Nothing could stop it

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Not God, not sex
Not white hot fear [Chorus]
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And there's no shame in sleeping later

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No shame at all in sleeping more

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None at all in being such a goddamn filthy Clorox-huffing whore

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And there's no shame in sleeping later

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There's no shame in sleeping more

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No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Lysol-huffing whore

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When the clock strikes five nineteen

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I'll watch you slip into the sea

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And I will feel for a split second that

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Life has ceased to be
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