Chord My Manic And I by Laura Marling

this song is so great . . . . hope it works , it does for me . . . Am Em he wants to die in a lake in geneva , the mountains can cover the shape of his nose . Am Em he wants to die where nobody can see him but the beauty of his death will carry on so . . . Am Em i dont believe him . Am Em he greets me with kisses when good days deceive him and sometimes with scorn and sometimes i believe him , Am Em and sometimes i’m convinced my friends think i Am crazy , get scared and call him but he’s usually hazy . * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * very easy , just continue in this way . . . * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * by one in the morning day is not ended , by two he is scared and sleep is no friend , and by four he will drink but cannot feel it , sleep will not come because sleep does not will it and i dont believe him . morning is mocking me . i’ll wander the streets avoiding them eats until the ring on my finger slips to the ground . a gift to the gutter , a gift to the city the veins of which have broken me down . and i dont believe him , morning is mocking me . oh the gods that he believes never fail to amaze me . he believes in the love of his god of all things , but i find him wrapped up in all manner of sins . the drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him . i can’t control you i dont know you well , these are the reasons i think that you’re ill . i can’t control you i dont know you well , these are the reasons i think that you’re ill . find more lyrics at www . sweetslyrics . com and since last that we parted last that i saw him down by a river silent and hardened , morning was mocking us . blood hit the sky . i was just happy , my manic and i he couldn’t see me the sun was in his eyes and birds were singing to calm us down . and birds were singing to calm us down . and i’m sorry young man , i cannot be your friend . i don’t believe in a fairytale end . i dont keep my head up all of the time . i find it dull when my heart meets my mind though i hardly know you i think i can tell , these are the reasons i think that we’re ill . i hardly know you i think i can tell , these are the reasons i think that i’m ill . and the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me . and the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me . my * nihilist , my * happy man my manic and i have no plans to move on . the birds are singing to calm us down and birds are singing to calm us down .