Scattered Acordes

	  Intro C#m  A  F#m  D7M 

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Scattered 
F#m 
Like the leaves upon the wind when 
C#m       A         F#m 
Seasons must begin to change again 
C#m      A 
Shattered 
F#m 
Pointed shards, a heart is broken 

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Left in patterns on the carpet where she wept 
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Tear-stained face, I can't face these 
F#m 
Demons all alone, they don't like me 
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All night, they stay and eat like 
F#m 
They talk and they write in thunder and lightening 

C#m     A 
Gloves on, match met 
F#m 
God makes Her bet 
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That I'll lay my head down again in this bed 

C#7M                A 
I think I might need some help 
               F#m 
I don't feel like myself 
                G# 
I don't feel like myself 
C#7M                A 
I think I might need some help 
                F#m 
I don't feel like myself 
                G 
I don't feel like myself 

C#m      A 
Scattered 
       F#m 
Like the leaves upon the wind when 
 C#m      A          F#m 
Seasons must begin to change again 
C#m      A 
Shattered 

F#m 
Pointed shards, a heart is broken 
       C#m          A         D7M 
Left in pieces on the carpet where she bled 
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Bloodstained hands all around me 
F#m 
Hidden blades in a two-faced society 
     C#m               A 
With sinister grins, they carve out their wings 
 F#m 
From what's left of my sanity 

 C#m              A 
Gloves on (Gloves on), match met (Match met) 
 F#m 
God makes Her last bet (God makes Her bet) 
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That I'll lay my head down again in this bed 

   C#m               A 
I think I might need some help 
                F#m 
I don't feel like myself 
               G# 
I don't feel like myself 
   C#m               A 
I think I might need some help 
                F#m 
I don't feel like myself 
               F#m 
I don't feel like myself 

C#m               A 
Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment 
F#m 
My drink splattered look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock 
  C#m                A 
My grey matter been havin' me seein' red, but regardless 

F#m 
I'm not just mad at myself, I'm mad at the world 
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My girl says I got trust issues, honestly, I fuck with you 

      F#m 
It's just I need the guts to say, "Fuck it" and open up to you 
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But it's just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you 
F#m 
Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you 
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Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don't fight fair 
F#m 
Wakin' up weepin' from my night terrors, I'm actin' light-skinned 

   C#m                A 
Really dreamin' of cryin', I need me a Zion right here 
              D7M 
Can't see 'em comin' down my eyes, so I write tears (Oh, oh, woah) 

  C#7M              A 
I think I might need some help (I don't feel like myself) 
                F#m 
I don't feel like myself (I don't feel like myself) 
                G# 
I don't feel like myself (Anymore) 
   C#7M              A 
I think I might need some help 
                F#m 
I don't feel like myself 
                G# 
I don't feel like myself