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Connie Darling - Ode To The Kids With Locks On Their Doors ukulele

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F#m  D  A  A x2

F#m    D           A
I went down to the seaside
                          F#m
Searching for a part of myself
       D       A
that I lost at age nine

F#m         D
Glow in the dark stars
      A
and a night light
                        F#m                     D              A
was the only thing that kept me from thinking i really do have monsters under my bed 
  F#m                 D
i thought i checked before
             A                  E
i could have sworn i closed the door

F#m  D  A  A x2

F#m          D            A                       F#m                D
i keep going down to that seaside hoping that the tide will bring it in
   A
my darkest light
F#m         D          A
that was my armour that night

F#m  D  A  A x2

F#m     D              A                             F#m              D       A
i can't help but think i don't want to be alive in a world where it's okay to be a thief in the night
F#m         D        A
i think you stole my stardust
        F#m         D                       A                          F#m      D         A
because i can't for one moment believe that i am anything other than a suicidal galaxy of unhappy thoughts 
      F#m     D       A
and a gift of seeking morality

F#m  D  A  A x2

F#m        D            A
I don't go down to that seaside anymore
F#m          D           A
that missing stardust is long gone im sure

F#m        D          A                                  F#m        D                           A
this is my ode to the kids with locks on their doors who wonder why anyone would treat them like this
F#m         D          A
for the survivors, the wiser, the mistreated:

        F#m                  D                     A
you are not a mistake, this isn't your fate, let's choose where we go from here
F#m
screw the poets
D            A
there are no beautiful suicides
     F#m               D
your memory isn't your legacy
A              E
you are art alive

F#m        
you are here.
D
you are here.
A
you've made it this far

F#m
please stay here
D
please stay here
A           E
please stay
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