Verse 1: Bbm F Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing Ab Eb They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight Gb F Bbm Caught in the rivers of tears that I cried Bbm F Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden Ab Eb Push their way inside, I go run and hide Gb F Bbm F They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight Pre-Chorus: Ab Eb Slimy and superficial Gb F Bbm F Straining their artificial yapping to seem official Ab Eb Gb F Making it beneficial to their cause Chorus: Bbm F How much blood can you draw with your claws Ab Eb From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours Gb Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left F Bbm F To keep you inthralled Ab Eb Gb F I guess that is the luck of the draw------- Verse 2: Bbm F Let all their friends in, the enemy's present Ab Eb They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart Gb F Bbm They eat off the table that you set so you starve Bbm F Stop all your breathing -Huh- no, don't let them see you Ab Eb They find any way just to make you stay Gb F Bbm F Right where they want to in their piss-covered games Pre-Chorus: Ab Eb Slimy and superficial Gb F Bbm F Straining their artificial yapping to seem official Ab Eb Gb F Making it beneficial to their cause Chorus: Bbm F How much blood can you draw with your claws Ab Eb From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours Gb Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left F Bbm F To keep you inthralled Ab Eb Gb F Bbm I guess that is the luck of the draw-------
Does anybody know an easier version