Thank You To All Our Fans chords by The Pocket Gods

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Verse 1
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Let's play rock, paper,
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They tell me keep it simple,
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I  tell them take it slow
I feed them water and ideas
so I let it grow
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I   tell them take it easy,
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they laugh and tell me no
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It's cool but I don't see them
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laughing at my money though
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They spittin' facts at me,
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I'm spittin' tracks, catch me
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I'm spittin' gold out my records,
no you can't combat me
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They tell me Jesus walks,
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I  tell them money talks
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Blink, got me chill
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cause I'm livin' in an icebox
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They tell me I've been slippin',
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I say I'm wide awake
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Tracks hot and ready
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so they call me Mr. Easy Bank
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They say the grass is greener,
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I  know my grass is dank
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Driving with a drink
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on an empty tank to the bank
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Do  you feel me?
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Take a look inside my brain
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The people always pay
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for what it always feels the same
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That's the beauty of the champagne
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The haters wanna hurt me
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and I'm laughing at the pain
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Date still, eyes  closed
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Let    the world just pass me by
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Paid bills, nice clothes
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If I fall I think I'll fly
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Touch me, bite us
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Make   me part of your design
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Don't you guide us
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I feel fear for the very last time
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They tell me that I'm special,
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I  smile and shake my head
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I'll give them stories
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to tell friends
about the things I said
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They tell me I'm so humble,
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I  say I'm turning red
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They let me lie to them
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and don't feel like they've been misled
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They give so much to me,
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I'm losing touch, get me?
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Served on a silver platter,
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ask for seconds, they just let me
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They tell me I'm a god,
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I'm lost in the facade
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Six feet off the ground,
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at all times I think I'm feeling odd
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No  matter what I make,
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they never see mistakes
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Mak ing so much plan,
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I don't care that
they're just being fake
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They tell me they're below me,
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I act like I'm above
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The people blame it on Kevin,
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but I would be lost without their love
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Can you heal me, have I gained too much?
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When you become untouchable,
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you're unable to touch
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Is there a real me?
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Pump the champagne
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It hurts me just to think,
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am I dope to play?
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Stay still, eyes  closed,
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let the world just pass me by
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Paid bills, nice clothes,
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if I fall, I think I'll fly
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Touch me, bind us,
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make   me part of your design
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Not to guide us,
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I feel fear for the very last time
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Laced in,  restless,
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losing sleep while I lose my mind
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All will, no stress,
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all my muse is left behind
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Will this be love, so high up
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I'm here to find
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I'm leaving, let go,
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I feel fear for the very last time
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