Intro
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[Verse]
E A
I am the sum of many parts and from the start
E A E
I knew not where to begin...
E
I'm like the stuborn fall,
A
without the wherewithal,
E A
to let the winter back in...
[Chorus]
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Bit by bit,
D
I'll find the pieces that will fit,
E F#m Cm
And make me right, polite
D E F#m
Despite my scuplted heart,
D E
Naive and easy to out smart,
F#m Cm
I'll have to click and hold
D A
and hammer and mold.
A
Delightful.
[Outro]
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