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Flower
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Tabbed by | Jessica |
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Tuning | Standard |
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Capo | None |
INTRO:
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She dreams of the country Her eyes go far away
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She wishes for flowers He says, "Perhaps in May"
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The city always was gray The reflections of his eyes
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And she knows he liked it that way And that way he shall die, well
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She's always known
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There was something more
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There's this hunger in her bellY Like an instinct
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It tells her that there's something more
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This living shouldn't be called living
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Cuz it's really only half a life
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She's a flower that grows despite cement walls
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And she will survive, she will survive