[Intro] D DsusD Dsus D Dsus I've never felt so confused in my headD Dsus D Dsus Having your smell as my comfort in bedG And suddenly it seemsA Your words become my dreamsG Gm I'm falling, I'm fallingD D Dsus D Not flyingD Dsus D Dsus I've never tried making sense of this messD Dsus D Dsus I need you near when I share my regretsG Then you kept me on your stringsA Shedding feathers of my wingsG Gm I'm falling, I'm fallingD D Dsus D Not flyingA If you bring all you haveG We can have enough to shareA If you dare me to chooseG We have everything to loseA G We're falling, we're fallingD D Dsus D Not flying
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