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D#mBD#mBD#mBBC
D#m And on that Bday they'll tell you
D#m That life hummed Bon with no clue
D#m The warning Bsigns were all disBmissed or shouted Cdown
So it D#mgoes
The kings all Bfailed to tell us
D#m The madmen Bfailed to sell us
D#m On what would Bthen befall the Bonly life we'd Cknow
Refrain 1
Were they G#mburning signal fires to Bguide us to the fields?
Or G#mbuilding funeral pyres? The Boutcome of a Cfinal appeal
D#m The city lines are Fdown the kerosene's run G#mout
The fracturing of Aall we reClied uD#mpon
Let's shed this unclean sFkin and start to feel aG#mgain
Because all the shoulders Aon which to Ccry are D#mgoneB D#m B
D#m The paraBnoia gripped usD#m the rain turned Bengines to rust
D#m The panic Bset in like a Bcancer to our Chearts
Spreading D#mthrough
We bet on Bfinite geniusD#m or prayed for Bgods to save us
D#m But there was no Bantidote diBsease tore us aCpart
Refrain 2
We left G#mbodies in the fields
So Bnumb that we forCgot how to feel
D#m The city lines are Fdown the kerosene's run G#mout
The fracturing of Aall we reClied uD#mpon
Let's shed this unclean sFkin and start to feel aG#mgain
Because all the shoulders Aon which to Ccry are gone
D#m B He looked at the G#mfields and then his D#mhands
All I Cneed is what I Bhave
Then fell a G#mtear of happiD#mness oh oh oh oh
B She watched the G#mworld crumble aD#mway
"Is this the Cend of yesterday?"
B "Lord I Chope so" is all he Dsaid
All gone are the Bold guards
G#mGone are the D#mcold cold wars
FWeightless we Bgo forth
On Cwings of amnesD#mty
COh we relied on now
D#m The city lines are Fdown the kerosene's run G#mout
The fracturing of Aall we reClied uD#mpon
Let's shed this unclean sFkin and start to feel aG#mgain
Because all the shoulders Aon which to cry are Cgone
D#m No Fmore no more
No G#mmore no Amore
No Cmore no D#mmore
No Fmore no more
No G#mmore no more
The Aweight that we Conce felt is D#mgone
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