Suicide Machine taby ukulele według Hum

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Sleep comes to everyone
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While we wait for the Sunday afternoons
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  Sleep comes to everyone
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Everyone maybe yeah, but you
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  Sleep comes to everyone
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While we wait, wide awake and blue
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  Sleep comes to everyone
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Everyone maybe, yeah, but me and you
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And so I give myself away
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To everybody everyday
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And so I give myself to you
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And you need it more than I do
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  And so I give myself away
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Unto everybody everyday
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And so I give myself to you
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And you need it more than I do

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  Sleep comes to everyone
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While we wait for the Sunday afternoons

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And sleep comes to everyone
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Everyone maybe, yeah, but you
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  And I had this one figured out
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That's why the suicide machine is built for two
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A simple sick device devised to overload on love
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To bring us colored dreams and sound tracked waves of fun
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And so I give myself away
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To everybody everyday
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And so I give myself to you
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And you need it more than I do
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So I give myself away
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To everybody everyday
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And so I give myself to you
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And you need it more than I do

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Sleep comes to no one else like 
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we have falling through the ground
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Fulfilling promises of endless summer nights
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I'm losing ground, you're losing sound
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Somewhere through a thousand blues
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A dragonfly descends with just a whisper, "I'm lonelier than God"
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  And all my wishes spin the fishes in the air and every 
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one a different shade of you
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And to the left where up is down
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Now stands a zebra made of shapes of me
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And silver and the sun
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  So bring no guilt with you up above the flat-line
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Let's just hit the sky exploding into one

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I need you
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I need you
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I need you
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I need you
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I need you
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I need you
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I need you
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I need you