Layers Cifras

[Intro]
N.C.
One, two
N.C.
One, two, three, four, mm
Am  B    Em
      Ye-ah
      Am  B
Oh-na-na
      B      N.C.
No-no-no-no, wow
 
 
[Verse 1]
Am              B
  Chérie, allow me to lay the story
Em
  Knees deep and I'm in it for the glory
Am                      B
  Just a girl tryin' to navigate the world
    Em                                      Am
Big dreams in our hands and a complex identity
           B                Em
I hate the boxes, they suffocate me
                             Am     B
Big claustrophobia, it's not simple
           Em N.C.
It's never simple, ah
     Am                 B
Late bloom, I took some time to figure out
Em
Who I was, felt hollow in my skin
Am                         B
Wings clipped early, but I did arise
Em
Caterpillar, chrysalis, boss lady fly
  Am             B
I    roll up and rest my eyelids
Em
Been around the world enough to say this
Am                    B
Everybody's tryin' to find where they fit
       Em  N.C.
But it all comes down to this
 
 
[Chorus]
      Am              B              Em
I got layers, you got layers, we got layers
      Am              B            Em
I got layers, she got layers, many flavors, ah
            Am               B
There's not one right way to be
          Em
More than what the eye can see
                Am             B                Em
Baby, all these layers keep me warm and make me me
 
 
[Verse 2]
N.C.                         Am
And when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian
  B
I say, "Nan gyet marain ou"
  Em
I finally found my peace, and I'm done getting sentimental
    Am                         B
Too this, too that, not enough this, prove that
     Em
Lord knows, you get used to switchin' codes
    Am
Oh, tell me where you're from
B       N.C.
  Uh-uh, where you're really, really from
             Am                  B
Citoyenne du monde, child of the world
                Em
Dans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?
                  Am              B
Got my roots from Haiti to Madagascar
  Em
TCK raised in Africa
         Am                    B
French vanille avec la voix de miel
                   Em N.C.
Find me mixing my Ugali with pwason gwo sèl
 
 
[Chorus]
                  Am              B              Em
I tell them I got layers, you got layers, we got layers
      C               B            Em
I got layers, she got layers, many flavors, ahah
            Am               B
There's not one right way to be
          Em
More than what the eye can see
                Am             B                Em
Baby, all these layers keep me warm and make me me
 
 
[Outro]
N.C. Am  B  Em
Eeh-ee-ee-eeee
     Am  B  Em
Eeh-ee-ee-eeee  Ah
Am  B
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