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Won't Get Up Again

Young Rebel Set
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 There is  a ghost upon my lips
 of which  whose taste I can't resist
 to call  upon each time I miss
 that touch  of grace that I long to feel again.
Is  there something I don't realize
 a hides  behind that bed of lies
 that calls  me back down to my knees;
 that holds  me down and won't let me up again?
 Cos I've  been here 3 times before,
 to pick  my heart up off the floor
 and I  don't think I can take one more
 and I sure  as hell won't go back there again.
Even  as I try to shake these shackles  from my arms
everything  about this should be ringing  bells alarm
 saying don't go  back there, don't get mixed up,
 don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.
Move  yourself into the eyes
 of all  those lovers you despise
 then you  can say with an open heart
 that you got  knocked down but got straight back up again.
Even  as I try to shake these shackles  from my arms
everything  about this should be ringing  bells alarm
 saying don't go  back there, don't get mixed up,
 don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.
Carry  me not your arms
 until  those silent bells alarm,
 of which  your eyes can not disguise.
 You will always  woe that the next day’s sun will rise.
 Impossible  is just a word
 the most  ridiculous I've heard
 to leave  your lips up to this date,
 let’s give  it all up and leave it up to fate.
Even  as I try to shake these shackles  from my arms
everything  about this should be ringing  bells alarm
 saying don't go  back there, don't get mixed up,
 don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.
Even  as I try to shake these shackles  from my arms
everything  about this should be ringing  bells alarm
 saying don't go  back there, don't get mixed up,
 don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.
 You won’t get up again
 No I won’t get up again

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Readable chord sheet for Won't Get Up Again by Young Rebel Set

[D]   [G]    [D]   [G]

There [D]is a ghost upon my lips
of [G]which whose taste I can't resist
to [D]call upon each time I miss
that [A]touch of grace that I long to feel again.

[D]   [G]

[D]Is there something I don't realize
a [G]hides behind that bed of lies
that [D]calls me back down to my knees;
that [A]holds me down and won't let me up again?

[D]

Cos [D]I've been here 3 times before,
to [G]pick my heart up off the floor
and [D]I don't think I can take one more
and I [A]sure as hell won't go back there again.

[D]

[G]Even as I try to shake these [D]shackles from my arms
[G]everything about this should be [D]ringing bells alarm
saying don't [A]go back there, don't get mixed up,
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.

[D]   [G]

[D]Move yourself into the eyes
of [G]all those lovers you despise
then [D]you can say with an open heart
that you [A]got knocked down but got straight back up again.

[D]

[G]Even as I try to shake these [D]shackles from my arms
[G]everything about this should be [D]ringing bells alarm
saying don't [A]go back there, don't get mixed up,
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.

[D]    [G]    [D]    [A]

[D]Carry me not your arms
unt[G]il those silent bells alarm,
of [D]which your eyes can not disguise.
You will [A]always woe that the next day’s sun will rise.

Im[D]possible is just a word
the [G]most ridiculous I've heard
to [D]leave your lips up to this date,
let’s [A]give it all up and leave it up to fate.

[D]

[G]Even as I try to shake these [D]shackles from my arms
[G]everything about this should be [D]ringing bells alarm
saying don't [A]go back there, don't get mixed up,
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.

[G]Even as I try to shake these [D]shackles from my arms
[G]everything about this should be [D]ringing bells alarm
saying don't [A]go back there, don't get mixed up,
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.

[D]     [G]   You won’t get up again
[D]     [G]   No I won’t get up again

[D]

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