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Acorde de When You're Young - 3 Doors Down

Letra de When You're Young

C                                 Am

So far away from knowing where I am going

Fmaj7 Am G

I am trying hard to find out who I am

C Am

They all see that I don't know what I am doing

Fmaj7 Am G

I say they don't hardly understand



Dm G

Why can't they remember

Em Am

What I will never forget

Dm G

How these dreams come undone

Am

When you're young



Am C Fmaj7 G

You give what you give cause they make you

Am C Fmaj7 G

Trapped inside a place that won't take you

Am C Fmaj7 G

they want you to be what they make you

Am Dm G

It's already over and done



Am C Fmaj7

When you're young, Everything seems perfect

Am G

Everything's okay

C Am Fmaj7

it will all get better now

Am G

At least that's what they say

Dm G

But I don't see it coming



Am C Fmaj7 G

You give what you give cause they make you

Am C Fmaj7 G

Trapped inside a place that won't take you

Am C Fmaj7 G

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they want you to be what they make you

Am Dm G

It's already over and done



Dm

When you're young

Am

Days really just seem longer

C G

They say it's better this way

Dm G

I hope one day I am stronger than I feel

Am

And I hope it feels different than today



Am C Fmaj7 G

You give what you give cause they make you

Am C Fmaj7 G

Trapped inside a place that won't take you

Am C Fmaj7 G

they want you to be what they make you

Am Dm G

It's already over and done

Am Dm G

It's already over and done

Am Dm G

It's already over and done

Am

When you're young







Dm G

Why can't they remember

Em Am

What I will never forget

Dm G

How these dreams come undone

Am

When you're young



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Discos en los que aparece este acorde: Time Of My Life

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