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Cliche

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 This is  waterfall of  human tales.
 Just a piece  of good luck,
 is  all that we claim.
 But I'm told  by a friend,
 it's  more than sure.
 Just as clear  as the sky,
 there is no  fortune for all.
 And this is  nobody's fault,
 and this is  nobody's share.
 And I Say:
Somebody's  soaked,
somebody's  cliché.
 Am I  caught in the  storm.
The  sleeping  creature.
 For I beg  high and  hope,
 For I beg high and  hold.
 Till I fall  in the  storm.
The  storm of cliché.
 This is whore that prays in church,
 torn her soul.
 This is countess on the ball,
 but the title is stolen.
 This is a cripple from the war,
 the guy you know.
 But the answer's in the end,
 something cannot be changed.
 And this is nobody's fault,
 and this is nobody's share.
 And I Say:
 Somebody's soaked,
 somebody's cliché.
 Am I caught in the storm.
 The sleeping creature.
 For I beg high and hope,
 for I beg high and hold.
 Till I fall in the storm.
 I did not reach it,
 I did not reach it.
 Somebody's soaked,
 somebody's cliché.
 Am I caught in the storm.
 The sleeping creature.
 For I beg high and hope,
 for I beg high and hold.
 Till I fall in the storm.
 The storm of cliché.
Somebody,  everybody.
High  or low,  or hiding.
Nobody's born  as a creature.
You  better be,
not  mad at me,
'cause  body falls,
vanishes  souls.
Me  better fear,
nobody's born  as a creature.
 Nobody's creature,
 and nobody  fears.
 Somebody's soaked,
 somebody's cliché.
 Am I caught in the storm.
 The sleeping creature.
 For I beg high and hope,
 for I beg high and hold.
 Till I fall in the storm.
 I did not reach it,
 I did not reach it.
 Somebody's soaked,
 somebody's cliché.
 Am I caught in the storm.
 Da sleeping creature.
 For I beg high and hope,
 for I beg high and hold.
 Till I fall in the storm.
 The storm of cliché.

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Readable chord sheet for Cliche by Support Lesbiens

This is[G] waterfall o[Em7]f human tales.
Just a [G]piece of good luck,
is[Em7] all that we claim.
But I'm [G]told by a friend,
it's[Em7] more than sure.
Just as [G]clear as the sky,
there is no[Em7] fortune for all.
And this is[Gsus4] nobody's fault,
and this i[A7Sus4]s nobody's share.
And I Say:

[G]Somebody's[Em7] soaked,
[Cadd9]somebody'[A7Sus4]s cliché.
Am [G]I caught in the[Em7] storm.
[Cadd9]The sleepin[A7Sus4]g creature.
For I [G]beg high and[Em7] hope,
For I beg high a[G]nd hold.   [A7Sus4]
Till I [G]fall in the[A7Sus4] storm.
[Cadd9]The storm of cliché.

This is whore that prays in church,
torn her soul.
This is countess on the ball,
but the title is stolen.
This is a cripple from the war,
the guy you know.
But the answer's in the end,
something cannot be changed.
And this is nobody's fault,
and this is nobody's share.
And I Say:

Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
I did not reach it,
I did not reach it.

Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
The storm of cliché.

[G]Somebody[Em7], everybody.
[Cadd9]High or low,[A7Sus4] or hiding.
[G]Nobody's [Em7]born as a [A7Sus4]creature.
[A7Sus4]You better be,
[G]not mad at me,
[Em7]'cause body falls,
[A7Sus4]vanishes souls.
[Cadd9]Me better fear,
[G]nobody's [Em7]born as a [A7Sus4]creature.
Nobody's [Cadd9]creature,
and [A7Sus4]nobody fears.

Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
I did not reach it,
I did not reach it.

Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
Da sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
The storm of cliché.