Sweaters: acordes por
Ivan B
Ivan B

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Tom: E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Yo, I
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ain't here for the money, I ain't here for the fame
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Though it might be nice
to own a jet plane
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I'ma do it all for you,
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come along and see it's true
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But the road is pretty cold,
you might need a sweater too
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I'ma put it right on ya,
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kid from California
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Tryna make it in life,
the school that never taught ya
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Dreams of my own,
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i've been working from home
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I can do it on my own,
but sometimes it gets cold, like
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It's too cold for you here
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and now, to let me
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'Cause it's cold outside and I
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don't know why (hold)
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Your hands in the holes of my
sweater
(I'm just living my life,
I'm just living my life)
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Nothing's what it seems,
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got a pocket full of dreams
In the world about to freeze,
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so en joy the warm breeze
(You here and now, let me)
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Hold your hands in the holes of
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my sweater
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(I'm just living my life,
I'm just living my life)
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There's nothin' I want more,
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nothin' else I wanna see
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They grab a mic,
get in the stage and kill it on the scene
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Perseverin' for my team,
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so they can acquire cream
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Find out what the works pays
off really mean
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Breathin' life to a dream,
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my peers wouldn't believe
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But I'm running out of breath
and I forgot how to breathe
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It's been colder than ever,
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nothin' like I remember
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Like spring is the winter and every
day is like December
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So, bring out your coats,
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bring out your sweaters
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There's no tellin' when this
weather is gonna get better
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'Cause I remember the moments
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when I was thought as a joke
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Now they givin' me handshakes,
sayin' it was a joke
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But I ain't jokin' around,
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I'm tryna give you all hope
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But you could do it if you wanted,
man, you drive your own road
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Yeah, a notebook full of raps by
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the end of every class
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Yeah, it's my formula for life,
not the formula to math, like
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It's too cold for you here
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and now, to let me
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'Cause it's cold outside and I
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don't know why (hold)
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Your hands in the holes of
my sweater
(I'm just living my life, I'm
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just living my life)
Nothing's what it seems,
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got a pocket full of dreams
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In the world about to freeze,
so enjoy the warm breeze
(You here and now, let me)
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Hold your hands in the holes
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of my sweater
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(I'm just living my life,
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I'm just living my life)
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It's too cold, it's too cold
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The holes in my sweater

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