Treehouse taby ukulele według Conan Gray (Chwyty barytonu)

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i see your face in the moving lights
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the leaves are falling as time slips by
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and i wish in this moment
       G
that i could've died right
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there

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the wind was howling but we weren't scared
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remember living on bikes those years
               F
when we lost all control and
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scuffed up the soles of our shoes

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so baby come with me now
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high above the leaves, bring
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apple juice and freezies
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relearn how to dream we'd
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make our little nest
     G
it's always the best
C
back at the treehouse
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let's go back to the treehouse

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we fixed our eyes on those flashing signs
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we didn't think we'd make it out alive
           F
but we rode on those coasters
    G
till apples were oranges
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too


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and the ocean's freezing, they warned us well
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but our hearts were burning; our limbs propelled
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into icy saltwater
    G
to us it's euphoria
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still


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so baby come with me now
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high above the leaves, bring
C
apple juice and freezies
Am
relearn how to dream we'd
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make our little nest
G
it's always the best
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back at the treehouse
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back to the treehouse

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and i see it coming, not so inviting
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the blue coast is calling, i'm so scared of falling
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seasons are changing, we're rearranging
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our plans in the sand, i'm so tired, could we just
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skip down the road back home ?

            C
please, baby come with me
    Am
forget about your fears
      C
the world could all be yours
            Am
if you'd stop being a realist
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there's no need to stress
             G
you'll be a success
                 C
back at the treehouse
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let's go back to the treehouse
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back to the treehouse
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back to the treehouse