Testo Accordi Chitarra James Arthur Long Live The King
tabs chords lyrics
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,
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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.
