Mads Langer
Poem With No Rhyme
Mads Langer
Standard tuning
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G 1 G 2 G 3 G 6 G 2 G 2 G 6 G 4
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She is so fucked up
And it freaks me out
She is so messed up
Always finds something to worry about
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She cries on cue
Ain`t that a sad thing to do?
She is so fucked up
She's a constant source of pain
Now I decide to fuck her further up
And flush my past down the drain
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I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again
Could someone please unlock my heart?
Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell
She's my favorite work of art
My own personal hell
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She cries on cue
Ain`t that a sad thing to do?
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again
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So she's seeing another man
I'm not lost; I just don't know who the hell I am
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I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again