Lera Lynn - Wolf Like Me
Capo on 2nd fret
[Intro]
Am Am Am Am
AmSay, say my playmate
Won't you lay hands on me?
FMirror my malady
C GTransfer my tragedy
AmGot a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
FWhen the moon is round and full
C GGonna bust that box, gonna gut
that fish
AmWe could jet in a stolen car
Bet we wouldn't get too far
FBefore the transformation takes
CAnd the bloodlust tanks and the
Gcrave gets slaked
AmMy mind has changed
My body's frame, but God I like it
FMy heart's aflame
My body's strained, but God I
C Glike it
AmMy mind has changed
My body's frame, but God I like it
FMy heart's aflame
My body's strained, but God I
C Glike it
AmCharge me your daily rate
I'll turn you out in kind
FWhen the moon is round and full
CGonna teach you tricks that'll
Gblow your mind
AmBaby doll, I recognize
You're a hideous thing inside
FIf ever there were a lucky kind it's
C GYou, you, you, you
AmI know it's strange another way
To get to know you
FYou'll never know unless we go
C GSo let me show you
AmI know it's strange another way
To get to know you
FWe've got till noon, here comes the moon
C GSo let me show you, show you
now (ritardando)
AmDream me, oh, dreamer
Down to the floor
FOpen my hands and let them
C GWeave onto yours
AmFeel me, completer
Down to my core
FOpen my heart and let it
C GBleed onto yours
AmFeeding on fever
Down on all fours
FShow you what all that
C G howl is for
AmHey, hey, my playmate
Let me lay waste to thee
FBurned down their hanging trees
C GIt's hot here, hot here, hot here, hot here
AmGot a curse we cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
FThere's a curse comes with a kiss
C GThe bite that binds, the gift
that gives
AmNow that we're gone for good
Writhing under your riding hood
FTell your grandma, mama too
C GIt's true, true, true
AmMy mind has changed
My body's frame but God I like it
FMy heart's aflame
My body's strained but God I
C Glike it
AmMy mind has changed
My body's frame but God I like it
FMy heart's aflame
My body's strained but God I
Clike it
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