Just Look Up (feat. Kid Cudi)

 
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A          E 
We knew no bounds 
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Fell at the speed of sound 
        D           A 
Ridin' against all odds 
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But soon against our selves 
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You haunted every memory 
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With no goodbyes, all bad for me 
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Your pride put out the fire in our flames 
 
 
 
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Then just one look is all it takesI feel your eyes 
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They're  locked on every part of me 
               A            E 
And then my dumb heart says 
 
 
 
E         A 
Just look up 
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There is no place to hide 
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True love doesn't die It holds on tight 
             D        E 
And never lets you go 
 A        E 
Just look up 
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You cannot deny the signs 
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What you'vе waited for 
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Don't wait no more It's right up above you 
             F#m  
Just look up 
 
 
 
(Baby) 
 
F#m  
Know I lеt you down, a nigga can't deny it (Uh-huh) 
A  
  And there's so much I could lose it 
 
And, yes, that matters (Yeah) 
D  
  I've been dealin' with madness (Yo) 
 
Wasn't the man you needed (Hmm) 
C#m  
    You dealin' with sadness 
 
Truthfully, it's all on me (Hmm) 
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   And I'm sorry, my love 
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I'ma heal your heart, I'll hold it 
 
In my hand (Ooh, ah-ah) 
D  
Time is oh so precious 
 
We don't really have much left now (Ooh) 
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    Take my hand, baby, I'll never leave you, Riley 
 
Terceira Parte 
 
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Look up, what he's really trying to say 
            E                           D 
Is get your head out of your ass 
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Listen to the goddamn qualified scientists 
A                                    E 
We really fucked it up, fucked it up this time 
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It's so close, I can feel the heat big time 
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And you can't act like everything is alright 
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But this is probably happening in real time 
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Celebrate or cry or pray, whatever it takes 
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To get you through the mess we made 
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'Cause tomorrow may never come 
 
 
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Just look up 
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Turn off that shit Fox News 
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'Cause you're about to die soon everybody 
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Ooh,  I, I, oh, I 
 
       Bb  D  
Look  up 
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Here it comes, comes 
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I'm so glad I'm here with you forever In your arms