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E These Hospital Gwalls
are the palest A5of white
C#5 Here in this Edesert,
they're reciting my B5last rights.
A5 The smell of these B5halls
bring temporary Ecomfort,
as the oxygen flows tG#5hrough my blood.
A5 el coraB5zon was poisoned toEnight.
G#5 She's on her A5eight of nine B5
When Ehalf of all your prayers are insiG#5ncere,
the other half A5are lies. B5
E Here is this wG#5atermark under this A5bridge,
the pC#5oint where it cE5rested,
rolled back and dB5rifted into A5the sea.
I climb from this wB5reckage as the
Esmoke begins to clear G#5from my lungs.
A5 The closest of cB5lose calls has happened toC#5night.
It's time that I E5made things right,
for the fB5irst time, since the A5last time.
G#5 Let this moment of cB5larity lift this curse which
has been cast uA5pon me.
A So appreciate the Egood times,
but don't take the worse for gG#5ranted,
A 'cause you only Aget so many second chances.
(E|- G#5) 8 vezes
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