Memphis May Fire

Memphis May Fire

Beneath The Skin (acoustic)
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Capo 1 

Intro: Am 

Am                   C                    F                     G 
Another day she sets foot in this prison, dreading what they'll say. 
Am                      C  
So much to give, but no one ever listens.  
F                     G 
She dreams of running away.  
Am                       C                          F                    G     
Crippled by the way they make her feel, she takes a look at her wrists & turns to the blade.  
Am                   C                            F               G 
It's not a cry for attention if she just wants to feel anything other than the pain.  
Am          C                 F                       G 
Everyone deserves to be loved, but they make her hate everything she was sure of!  
Am                   C 
Every day feels like her against the world.  
F            G 
Now she's afraid she'll never be enough.  


Am                   C                              F                    
No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone.  
        G 
The memories, they haunt her.  
Am                  C                    F 
No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.  
                  G 
She feels they'll never want her. 


Am              C                          F              G 
She dreams of a day when she won't have to cry herself to sleep. 
Am             C                       F                         G 
Staring at the scars on her wrists she knows this is not who she wants to be.  
Am                 C                       F                              G 
Another night all alone with her thoughts, dwelling on the questions that race through her head.  
Am                         C                           F                    G 
Scared to sleep, scared to wake up & face the day when she can't forget the things that they said.  


Am                   C                              F                    
No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone.  
        G 
The memories, they haunt her.  
Am                  C                    F 
No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.  
                  G 
She feels they'll never want her. 


Am        C                 F                  G 
All she wants is someone to notice; so sick of feeling invisible. 
Am      C                   F 
All she needs is someone to care. 
                   G 
If only they could see that she's incredible.  
Am              C                          F              G 
She dreams of a day when she won't have to cry herself to sleep.  
Am 
Is our generation too blind to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?  
               Am 
So ignorant!  
Am                     C                          F                         G 
Are they too cold, too numb to see the lifelong effects of the pain they inflict? 
Am                C                     F                       G 
Is our generation too blind to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?  


Am                   C                              F             G 
No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone.  
Am                  C                    F                G 
No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.  
Am                   C                              F     
No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone. 
        G 
The memories, they haunt her.  


Am                  C                    F 
No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.  
                  G 
She feels they'll never want her. 
Am        C                 F                  G 
All she wants is someone to notice; so sick of feeling invisible.  
Am      C                   F 
All she needs is someone to care.  
                   G 
If only they could see that she's incredible. 
Am              C                          F              G 
She dreams of a day when she won't have to cry herself to sleep. 
Am             C                       F                         G 
Staring at the scars on her wrists she knows this is not who she wants to be. 


End on Am

Enviado por: Victor Borges

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