Песня «Future Friends»
исполнителя Make Like a Tree.
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Future friends - lyrics and chords

tuning
1E
2B
3B
4E
5B
6E

chords C#\B\A

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It is cold enough to hide
In somebody’s warm house
I hope that you don’t mind
Opening the door
My Future friends
My possible lovers
Keep a space for me in your arms
I’m on my way
I’m on my way
Everything starts now
He is secretly around
In every wall
In every sound
Nothing else nothing else around me
Nothing else nothing else around me
Oooonly your
Oooonly your
Frequency
Surrounds me

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