Testo Accordi Chitarra James Arthur Long Live The King

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Mim Do Sol Si Mim I’m getting tired of your disrespect. Do When, it’s evident I’ll always be the best. Sol Whether or not you’re being serious or say it in jest, Si I’ve got a licence to right; you haven’t passed your test. Mim Yeah, I’m good with words, and you’re fucking chronic. Do Forever second fiddle, your tales, I’m sonic. Sol Is this the baddest I can go? I can get much badder. Si I’ve been doing this since you’ve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder. Mim You’ve been studying me, wetting yourself, Do Cause you’re afraid when I rise you’ll be left on the shelf Sol Where you belong; with the rest of the wannabes, Si Don’t ever ask me to support you, you can never fall on me. Do I've been holding my tongue for a long while, Re Sat back, watch you parade my style. Mim Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, Do might as well kill him or pretend. Re To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Mim Long live the king. Do Long live the king. Sol Long live the king. Si Long live the king. Mim Anything you can do, I can do better. Do Even when she’s soaked through, I could make her wetter. Sol Stop try’na make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously, Si What makes you think I give a fuck what people think of me? Mim You disrespect me now I’m obligated to destroy. Do Why would anybody go to war with men? You’re just a boy Sol Nothing to write about so put your Barbie biro down. Si Save yourself embarrassment, fucking clown. Mim You making moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon. Do Your skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune. Sol All the gear, no idea, daddy’s bank account. Si And when it comes to your abilities, small amount. Mim When you compare it to what I can bring, it’s minuscule. Do You’re the pupil; I’m the teacher, go back to school! Sol You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it from Si you, why don’t you get it right? Do I've been holding my tongue for a long while, Re Sat back, watch you parade my style. Mim Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, Do might as well kill him or pretend. Re To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Mim Long live the king. Do Long live the king. Sol Long live the king. Si Long live the king. Mim Long live the king. Do Long live the king. Sol Long live the king. Si Long live the king. Do I've been holding my tongue for a long while, D (start full out strumming) Sat back, watch you parade my style. Mim Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, (stop full out strumming)C might as well kill him or pretend. Re To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Mim Long live the king. Do Long live the king. Sol Long live the king. Si Long live the king.