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[Verse 1]
Em BLeeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing
D AThey can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight
C B EmCaught in the rivers of tears that I cried
Em BBountiful harvest, they flock to my garden
D APush their way inside, I Go run and hide
C B Em BThey lift all the covers, pull me into their sight
[Pre-Chorus]
D ASlimy and superficial
C B Em BStraining their artificial yapping to seem official
D A C BMaking it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
Em B How much blood can you draw with your claws
D AFrom a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours
CGnaw on my bones, no marrow left
B Em BTo keep you inthralled
D A C B
I guess that is the luck of the draw-------
[Verse 2]
Em BLet all their friends in, the enemy's present
D AThey don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart
C B EmThey eat off the table that you set so you starve
Em BStop all your breathing (Huh) no, don't let them see you
D AThey find any way just to make you stay
C B Em BRight where they want to in their piss-covered games
[Pre-Chorus]
D ASlimy and superficial
C B Em BStraining their artificial yapping to seem official
D A C BMaking it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
Em B How much blood can you draw with your claws
D AFrom a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours
CGnaw on my bones, no marrow left
B Em BTo keep you inthralled
D A C B Em
I guess that is the luck of the draw-------
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