Power chords by Ren Gill

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Intro 1

Verse 1

Get it, uh,

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Interlude 1

These kids don't play my

Verse 2
shit
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I never had a top ten
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Maybe it's cause I sing
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About violence and depression
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They say don't blame these kids
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Just focus on yourself Ren
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Well if they don't like what I'm
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Doing now then fuck them

Verse 3
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Don't trip I up the ante
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Learning licks like John fru ciante
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Smoking spliffs and popping candy
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Idolising Sid and Nancy
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Woo h, rock and roll in my soul
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Bumping Nat King Cole, on the dole
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Fish and chips and games consoles
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Council housed and violent flow
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But Life weren't

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sweet at home
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Mum and dad took a trip
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and they split shalom
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What will be will be  but me I
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Hate to see my mum alone late night crying
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Get so high to try to
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Si lence sounds of fighting through the walls
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I heard love dying so I focused on my
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Verse 5
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(Power) (Power)
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Thats what it was,
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I fo cused on my (Power)
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(Power) now lets go back,
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lets go back
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These kids don't play my

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shit
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I never had a gold plaque
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My style is old- school but I
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Swear this ain't a throwback
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I put my visions into rhythms
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on a dope track
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To understand the place I'm coming
From lets go back
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When I was sixteen I was a sick teen

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I was a victim of my head
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I was just sixteen up in the kitchen
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Racking up lines till my nose bled
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Sixteen with an affliction
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In an addiction with my dread
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I was just sixteen, I was quite sick then, I
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Was a prick then, I was a pleb, but
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Fuck it, were

Verse 8
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all misguided
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Individuals life can suck it
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My cup ain't half full man
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I'm filling up the whole
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Bucket, I'll drink my tears so
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I can drown my sorrows
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Sing like I might die tomorrow
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Live brother, brother, brother
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Brother, brother, brother, brother
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Note for note I go for broke

Verse 9
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On every song I wrote
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And every single song I write brings
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Freedom to my weary mind
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A healing that you only find
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Inside an intricate design
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Of kicks and snares and fat baselines
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I flip the scrips until I find

Verse 10
my
(Power) (Power)
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It is what it is,
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I focus on my (Power)
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(Power) now run the track,
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run the track

Interlude 2

Verse 11
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Get it get
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it
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Get it power
Get it
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