Capo: 6th fret
[Verse 1]
Em B
Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing
D A
They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight
C B Em
Caught in the rivers of tears that I cried
Em B
Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden
D A
Push their way inside, I go run and hide
C B Em B
They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight
[Pre-Chorus]
D A
Slimy and superficial
C B Em B
Straining their artificial yapping to seem official
D A C B
Making it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
Em B
How much blood can you draw with your claws
D A
From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours
C
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left
B Em B
To keep you inthralled
D A C B
I guess that is the luck of the draw-------
[Verse 2]
Em B
Let all their friends in, the enemy's present
D A
They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart
C B Em
They eat off the table that you set so you starve
Em B
Stop all your breathing (Huh) no, don't let them see you
D A
They find any way just to make you stay
C B Em B
Right where they want to in their piss-covered games
[Pre-Chorus]
D A
Slimy and superficial
C B Em B
Straining their artificial yapping to seem official
D A C B
Making it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
Em B
How much blood can you draw with your claws
D A
From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours
C
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left
B Em B
To keep you inthralled
D A C B Em
I guess that is the luck of the draw-------
[Verse 1]
Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing
They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight
Caught in the river of tears that I cried
Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden
Push their way inside, I go run and hide
They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight
[Pre-Chorus]
Slimy and superficial
Straining their artificial
Yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
How much blood can you draw with your claws
From a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow
Left to keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
[Verse 2]
Let all their friends in, the enemy's present
They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart
They eat off the table that you set, so you starve
Stop all your breathing (Huh)
No, don't let them see you
They find any way just to make you stay
Right where they want you in their piss-covered games
[Pre-Chorus]
Slimy and superficial
Straining their artificial
Yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
[Chorus]
How much blood can you draw with your claws
From a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow
Left to keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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