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Bloodstream
Tom: G
Intro:  Em  C7M  D9  A9
Primeira Parte:
Em
   I've been spinning out of time
C7M
    Couple women by my side
D9
   I got sinning on my mind
A9
   Sipping on red wine
Em
   I've been sitting here for ages
C7M
    Ripping out the pages
D9
   How'd I get so faded 
A9
   How'd I get so faded
Em                          C7M
Oh, no, no, don't leave me lonely now
        D9                       A9
If you loved me how'd you never learn
Em                            C7M
   Oh, colour crimson in my eyes
                          D9  A9
One or two could free my mind
Pré-refrão:
C7M          D9
    This is how it ends
Em
   I feel the chemicals
 C7M       D9             A9
Burn in my    bloodstream
C7M        D9
    Fading out again
Em
   I feel the chemicals 
 C7M       D9             A9
Burn in my    bloodstream
Refrão:
So tell me when it kicks in
Em     C7M      D9     A9
   Hum..   Hum..   Hum..
                      
Well, tell me when it kicks in
Em     C7M      D9     A9
   Hum..   Hum..   Hum..
Segunda Parte:
Em
   I've been looking for a lover
C7M
    Thought I'd find her in a bottle
D9
   God, make me another one
A9
   I'll be feeling this tomorrow
Em
   Lord, forgive me 
                     C7M
For the things I've done
                             D9
I was never meant to hurt no one
And I saw scars upon a
A9
   Broken hearted lover
Em
   Oh, no, no, don't 
          C7M
Leave me lonely now
        D9                   A9
If you loved me how'd you never learn
Em                       C7M
Oh, colour crimson in my eyes
                          D9  A9
One or two could free my mind
Pré-refrão:
C7M          D9
    This is how it ends
Em
   I feel the chemicals
 C7M       D9             A9
Burn in my    bloodstream
C7M        D9
       Fading out again
Em
   I feel the chemicals 
 C7M       D9             A9
Burn in my    bloodstream
Refrão:
So tell me when it kicks in
Em     C7M      D9     A9
   Hum..   Hum..   Hum..
                      
Well, tell me when it kicks in
Em     C7M      D9     A9
   Hum..   Hum..   Hum..
Well, tell me when it kicks in
Terceira Parte:
C7M          D9           Em
    All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
         D9           Em
All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
         D9           Em
All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
         D9           Em
All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
         D9           Em
All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
         D9           Em
All the voices in my mind
                        C7M
Calling out across the line
Quarta Parte:
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        C7M
Broken heart
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        C7M
Broken heart
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        C7M
Broken heart
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        C7M
Broken heart
Final:
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        C7M
Broken heart
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
            C7M
And I saw scars upon her
 D9                   Em
Tell me when it kicks in
        
Broken heart
Runaway
Tom: B 
Intro 4x: Em  C  G
Tab:
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Em
  I've known it for a long time
C                   G
Daddy wakes up to a drink at night
Em
  Disappearing all night
C                        G
I don't wanna know where he's been lying
Em
  I know what I wanna do
        C            G           Em
I wanna runaway, runaway with you
                                  C        G
Gonna grab clothes, six in the morn-in' go
 Am  Em       G   D
"How long you leavin'?"
               Am              Em        G   D
"Well dad just don't expect me back this evening."
            Am            Em      G    D
Oh it could take a bit of time to heal this
            Bm
It's been a long day
                    Em            C *
thumb on side of the roadway, but
                    Em                C  G
I love him from my skin to my bones
                  Em         Am G
But I don't wanna live in his home
                   Em                  C G
There's nothing to say cause he knows
              Em                   C *   Em *
I'll just runaway and be on my own ohh, mmm
Em
  I've never seen my dad cry
C                    G
Cold as stone in the kitchen light
Em
  I tell you it's about time
C                   G
But I was raised to keep quiet
Em
  And this is what I'm gonna do
      C              G             Em
Gonna runaway, gonna make that move
                                  C        G
Gonna grab clothes, and when it's morn-in' go
 Am  Em       G   D
"How long you leavin'?"
               Am              Em        G   D
"Well dad just don't expect me back this evening."
            Am            Em      G    D
Oh it could take a bit of time to heal this
            Bm
It's been a long day
                    Em            C *
thumb on side of the roadway, but
                    Em                C  G
I love him from the skin to my bones
                  Em         Am G
But I don't wanna live in his home
                   Em                  C G
There's nothing to say cause he knows
              Em                   C *   Em *
I'll just runaway and be on my own ohh, mmm
Em                                      C
Backpack, and a flat cap turned to the back
                          G  Em
as I packed my clothes up
                                    C                    G
My dad wasn’t down with that plan to attack, intends to show love
Em
  I don't wanna live this way
      C                  G
Gonna take my things and go
Em
  If things change in a matter of days
      C               G       Am
i Could be persuaded to hold om
                 Em
mama was the same
               G
None of us are saints
                 D         Am
I guess that god knows that
                  Em
I don't wanna runaway
                 G                 D        Am
And one of these days I might just show that
                 Em
Put my home in a suitcase
       G             D
tie both shoe laces and hope that
Bm
 Things change but for now I'll leave town
       Em             Am *
with a backpack on my shoulder
                    Em                C  G
I love him from my skin to my bones
                  Em         Am G
But I don't wanna live in his home
                   Em                  C G
There's nothing to say cause he knows
              Em                   C *   Em *
I'll just runaway and be on my own ohh, mmm
You Need Me, I Don't Need You
Tom: B
Intro:
Violão 1
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Violão 2
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Pós-Intro (A música toda):
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Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this now
Oh oh
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune and I write my own verse
Hell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer - you're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me
'Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop 'til my name's in lights
At stadium heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian Nights
Because I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah.
The game's over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I live on a couch
So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out, wow
From day one, I've been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holds
'Cause it's another day
Plus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rapper's shoes using new laces
I'm selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I'm still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
According to the MySpace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up call me Rufio
Melody music maker
Reading all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator .
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you
The a Team
Tom: A 
Intro: EM7  C9  G
G                                     D4/F#    Em7
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
       C9           G
Burnt lungs, sour taste
G                                      D4/F# Em7
Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent
       C9              G
Long nights, strange men
Am7                              C9                    G
And they say she’s in the class a team, stuck in her daydream
                    D4/F#              Am7                          C9
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G                               D4/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
          Em7          C9           G
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em7                   C9     G
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
          Em7                 C9          G                             D4/F#
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, or sells love to another man
Em7          C9      G    D4/F#     Em7
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
 C9    G      D4/F#     Em7   C9  G
          for angels to fly
G                                              D4/F#  Em7
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat
     C9        G
Dry house, wet clothes
G                                       D4/F#  Em7
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
     C9        G
Call girl, no phone
Am7                              C9                   G
And they say she’s in the class a team, stuck in her daydream
                    D4/F#              Am7                          C9
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G                               D4/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
          Em7          C9           G
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em7                   C9       G
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
          Em7                 C9           G                           D4/F#
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, or sells love to another man
Em7          C9      G        D4/F#
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
Am7               C9             Em7
   an angel will die, covered in white
               G                        D4/F#
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Am7                      C9
This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line
( Em7  C9  G  D4/F# )
Am7                              C9                   G
And they say she’s in the class a team, stuck in her daydream
                    D4/F#              Am7                          C9
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G                               D4/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
           Em7          C9         G
And we uh under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em7                  C9        G
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
          Em7                 C9          G                             D4/F#
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, or sells love to another man
Em7          C9      G        D4/F#  Em7
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
 C9    G   D/F#      Em7    C9  G
           angels to fly
   D4/F#   Em7  C9 G
To fly,
               Em7     C9      G
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
    D4/F#       G
Or angels to die
No Diggity - Thrift Shop Mix
Tom: Em
Em
7th fret 5th string, 8th fret 2nd string
Dadd11
5th fret 5th fret, 7th fret 2nd string
C
3rd fret 5th string, 5th fret 2nd string
Capo 9th (Passenger)
Am7
1st fret 2nd string, 2nd fret 4th string
G
2nd fret 5th string, 3rd fret 1st & 6th strings
F
1st fret 2nd string, 2nd fret 3rd string, 3rd fret 4th string
Verse 1
Am7        
Shorty get down, good lord
G                     F
Baby got 'em open all over town
Am7            
Strictly biz she don't play around
      G                F
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Am7                  
Gettin paid is her forte
         G               F
Each and every day, true player way
  Am7                     
I can't get her outta my mind (say what?)
  G                            F
I think about the girl all the time (well well)
Verse 2
Am7                
East side to the west side
        G                F
Pushing phat rides ain't no surprise
Am7                     
She got tricks in the stash
                G                   F
Stacking up the cash, quick when it comes to the gas
Am7           
By no means average
     G                    F
It's on when she's got to have it
Am7                  
Baby you’re a perfect ten
            G                         F            
I wanna get in, let me go in so I can win
Chorus
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up 
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up 
Verse 3
Am7
She's got class and style
G                F
Street knowledge by the pound,
Am7
Shorty never act wild
G                   F
Very low key on the profile
Am7
Catching feelings is a no,
G                   F
Let me tell you how it goes
Am7
Curves the word, spin's the verb
G                   F
Lovin' it curves so freak what you heard
Am7
Rollin' with the phatness
    G                         F
You never quite know what the half is
Am7
You got to pay to play
G                              F
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way
Am7
I like the way you work it
    G                           F
Top notch, trumped tight, every day
       Am7
You're blowing my mind, baby in time
G                   F
Maybe I can get you in my ride
Chorus
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up 
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                  
I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up 
Bridge
Am7                          G             F
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (damn, that girl looks good)
Am7                          G                F
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Play on, play on, play on)
Am7                          G             F
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (damn, that girl looks good)
Am7                          G  F
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (oh, oh)
Verse 4
Am7                 
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G                    F
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
Am7                
I-I-I'm huntin', looking for a come-up
G                F
This is freakin' awesome
Am7                 
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G                    F
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
Am7                
I-I-I'm huntin', looking for a come-up
G                F
This is freakin' awesome
Outro
Am7                  
I'm gonna pop some tags/
            I like the way you work it
   G                    F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                 
I'm gonna pop some tags/
            I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up 
Am7                  
I'm gonna pop some tags/
            I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up (bag it up now)
Am7                 
I'm gonna pop some tags/
            I like the way you work it
   G                     F
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up.
Miss You
Tom: G#

(G)               F#                    C
Shock, horror, i'm down, lost, you're not around
                               D
Theres a lump in my chest that,
                               G
Sends cold through my head and,
                        F#             C
My mind shuts sound out, i'm on auto-pilot,
                           D
And my tongues gone silent, just switch it off and
        C  G/B         C         G/B
Lay it down,    lay it down, next to me
(C)                    D   Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                       G   A7
Maybe when i made you mine,
(C)                       D   Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                  G          A7                 C
Maybe it was everytime, you said, you said, you said
        G     F#        C     D
That i miss you, that i miss you
(G)
These words mean nothing to me,
F#
I'm just sitting on a fence of how it used to be,
C                              D
These three words, are aching, constrict and suffocating,
(G)                        F#                           C
My mind is racing with the picture i'm painting, and my bellys
                          D
Sick to its stomach, when i remember all the times
He was with you when you laid it,
C   G/B              C       G/B
Down,   when you lay down next to me
(C)                     D   Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                      G       A7
Maybe when i made you mine, woah,
(C)                     D  Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                  G          A7                 C
Maybe it was everytime, you said, you said, you said,
        G        F#                   C
That i miss you, more than i let on, i kissed you
    D              G              F#
For far too long, i'll let go as soon as you do,
      C         D
See i know we're not through
(C)                     D  Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                      G        A7
Maybe when i made you mine, woah,
(C)                     D  Em
I dont know when i lost my mind
                  G          A7               C
Maybe it was everytime, you say, you say, you say,
        G      F#        C           D
That i miss you, that i miss you, woah
(C)                     D  Em
I dont know when i lost my mind,
                 G            A7                 C
Maybe it was everytime, you said, you said, you said,
       G
That i miss you
Give Me Love
Tom: C#(acordes na forma do tom C)
		
Riff Primeira Parte:
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Am              F/C          C
   Give me love     like her
Am
   'Cause lately I've been
 F/C            C
Waking up alone
Am
   Pain splattered
 F/C              C
Teardrops on my shirt
Am               F/C        C
   Told you I'd let them go
Pré-refrão:
          Dm
And I'll fight my corner
       F/C
Maybe tonight I'll call ya
           C                   G/B
After my blood turns into alcohol
   Dm                 F/C
No I just wanna hold ya
Refrão:
C                Dm      F/C
  Give a little time to me
                C
We'll burn this out
            Dm       F/C
We'll play hide and seek
               C
To turn this around
       Dm          F/C
All I want is the taste
That your lips allow
Am        G     F/C
   My my,   my my, oh give me love
(Riff Refrão)
My my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, give me love
Riff Refrão:
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Segunda Parte:
Am               F/C          C
   Give me love like never before
Am
   'Cause lately I've been
  F/C        C
Craving more
Am                        F/C
   And it's been a while but
                  C
I still feel the same
Am                 F/C       C
   Maybe I should let you go
Pré-refrão:
               Dm
You know I'll fight my corner
            F/C
And that tonight I'll call ya
           C                        G/B
After my blood, is drowning in alcohol
   Dm                 F/C
No I just wanna hold ya
Refrão:
C                Dm      F/C
  Give a little time to me
                C
We'll burn this out
            Dm       F/C
We'll play hide and seek
               C
To turn this around
       Dm          F/C
All I want is the taste
That your lips allow
Am        G     F/C
   My my,   my my, oh give me love
C                Dm      F/C
  Give a little time to me
                C
We'll burn this out
            Dm       F/C
We'll play hide and seek
               C
To turn this around
       Dm          F/C
All I want is the taste
That your lips allow
Am        G     F/C
   My my,   my my, oh give me love
My my, my my oh give me love
My my, my my give me love
Final:
My my, my my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, my my, oh give me love
Am            F/C
   My my, my my, oh give me love
C
  My my, my my, oh give me love
Am            F/C
   My my, my my, oh give me love
C
  My my, my my, oh give me love
Riff Final:
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E|----------------------------------------------------|
B|-0h1-1-1--0h1-1-1--0h1-1-1--------------------------|
G|-0h2-2-2--0h2-2-2--0h2-2-2--2-2-4-------------------|
D|----------------------------3-3-5-------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------|

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