Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
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I gotta, I’m
I’m probably just gonna get out of here for a bit, take off
[Chorus]
C F
Probably won’t text and I probably won’t call
C F
There really ain’t much I wanna Do at all
C F
The weight of my steps breaks the pain of my fall
C F
But I gotta leave, get outta these four walls
[Verse]
These four walls of my
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Bedroom just feel like I live in hell
And my livin’ room more like a prison cell
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I’m just stuck in a rut and I can’t get out
‘Bout to turn that **** into a wishin’ well
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And I wish I could know what to do
Wish I could fix what is broken in two
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I look at the sky, it’s just stormy and blue
And I open my eyes, I just open a wound
[Pre-Chorus]
C G
So a text or a call, I’m ignorin’ it all
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Cut off all of my friends just to stare at the wall
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Lie in bed, I can’t sleep, I’m just caught in-b?tween my love
They won’t find me
[Chorus]
C G F
Probably won’t text and I probably won’t call
(Won’t call, won’t call, won’t call)
C G F
There really ain’t much I wanna Do at all
(At all, at all, at all)
C G F
The weight of my steps breaks the pain of my fall
(My fall, my fall, my fall)
C G F
But I gotta leave, get outta these four walls
(These walls, these walls, these walls)
[Outro]
C F
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