Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
Em Db
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
Em Am Bm
It fills me with unease
Em A - Db
Out there by the roadside something's buried
D Em
Under sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
D Em
And I could never face it
D Em
And take a look and see
D Em
And I could never break out
D Em
And shake it's grip on me
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