Tone gốc: C
George Ezra
The C garden was blessed by the Gods of me and you
We C counted all our reasons, excuses that we made
We C found ourselves some treasure, and threw it all away
When I dance aF lone, and the Suns's bleeding C down. Blame it on G me
When I lose conF trol and the veil's oveC rused. Blame it on G me
Caught C in the tide of blossom, caught in the carnival
Your C confidence forgotten, and I see the gypsies run
When I dance aF lone, and the Suns's bleeding C down. Blame it on G me
When I lose conF trol and the veil's oveC rused. Blame it on G me
When I dance aF lone, and the Suns's bleeding C down. Blame it on G me
When I lose conF trol and the veil's oveC rused. Blame it on G me
When I dance aF lone, I know I'll C go. Blame it on G me oh
When I'll lose conF trol, I know I'll C go. Blame it on G me oh
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