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Isabella

The Dear Hunter
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
Awoken, soul  slept stiff, bodies strewn askew
 If you cut  me, I swear  you'd see, circles running through
 But nowhere  are the roots,  there's no  room for the branches  born to
Rise  up and claim  the sky
So  get up, we only  have this
time  to make  life what we want  to
 We're stuck inside  this shell
 This hell  could surely end
Misspoken words  to speak, fail  and fall apart
 If you love  me I swear  you'd see suns  are from  the stars
 I've been cracked  down the edges and screaming  my head off for something
someone
 to break  me to pieces a welcome  release of this
weight  holding me down so I finally can
Rise  up and claim  the sky
So  get up, we only  have this
time  to make  life what we want  to
 We're stuck inside  this shell
 This hell  could surely end
 We're stuck inside  this shell
 This hell  could surely end

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Readable chord sheet for Isabella by The Dear Hunter

[Cm7] [Ebm6] [Gm] [Fm] [Eb]

[Cm7]Awoken, [Ebm]soul slept stiff, [Gm]bodies [Fm]strewn [Eb]askew
If you [Cm7]cut me, I [Ebm]swear you'd see, c[Gm]ircles [Fm]running [Eb]through
But n[G]owhere are the [Ab]roots, there's [G]no room for the [Ab]branches born to
[Cm]Rise up and [Gm]claim the sky
[Eb]So get up, we [Ab]only have this
[Cm]time to [Gm]make life what we [Eb]want to
We're s[Ab]tuck [Gm]inside this [Fm]shell
This he[G]ll could surely [Ab]end

[Cm7]Misspoken [Ebm]words to speak, [Gm]fail and [Fm]fall [Eb]apart
If you [Ab]love me I [Cm]swear you'd see [Gm]suns are [Fm]from the s[G]tars
I've been [Ab7]cracked down the edges and [B]screaming my head off for [Cm]something
[Eb]someone
to [Ab7]break me to pieces a [B]welcome release of this
[G7]weight holding me down so I finally can

[Cm]Rise up and [Gm]claim the sky
[Eb]So get up, we [Ab]only have this
[Cm]time to [Gm]make life what we [Eb]want to
We're [Ab]stuck [Gm]inside this [Fm]shell
This h[G]ell could surely [C]end

[C] [Ab] [C] [Ab] [Fm] [Cm] [Fm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Ab] [Cm] [Ab]
We're s[Cm]tuck [Gm]inside this [Fm]shell
This hel[G]l could surely [Ab]end

[Cm]

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