Hot Gates Mumford & Sons
couldn't help but know the[C] coldest days in your precious face
why do you[C] always speak when you have no grace in your precious face
but[F] even in the[Am] dark sa[G]w you were the only one alone
[F]these hot ga[Am]tes you spit your [G]victory on though you swore you wouldn?t do this anymore
[F]i cant be fo[Am]r you , all o[G]f the things that you want me to.
[F]but i will love u const[Am]antly this pr[G]ecious little else to me
and [C]though we cr[G]y we must st[C]ay alive
[C] [G]
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