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AmCDCAm
AmCDCAmAm
AmDarkness at the break of noon
CShadows even the silver spoon
DThe handmade blade, the child's balloon
FEclipses both the sun and moon
To Eunderstand you know too soon that there is no sense in trying.
AmCDCAm
AmPointed threats, they bluff with scorn
CSuicide remarks are torn
DFrom the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
FPlays wasted words, proves to warn
That hEe not busy being born is busy dying.
AmCDCAm
AmTemptation's page flies out the door
CYou follow, find yourself at war
DWatch waterfalls of pity roar
FYou feel to moan but unlike before
You Ediscover that you'd just be one more person crying
AmCDCAm
So don't Amfear if you Ehear a forAeign sound to your Dear
AIt's EalrDight, EMa, I'm only sighing.
AmCDCAm
AmAs some warn victory, some downfall
CPrivate reasons great or small
DCan be seen in the eyes of those that call
FTo make all that should be killed to crawl
While othEers say don't hate nothing at all except hatred
AmCDCAm
AmDisillusioned words like bullets bark
CAs human gods aim for their mark
DMake everything from toy guns that spark
FTo flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's eEasy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred
AmCDCAm
AmWhile preachers preach of evil fates
CTeachers teach that knowledge waits
DCan lead to hundred-dollar plates
FGoodness hides behind its gates
But evEen the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked
AmCDCAm
An' tAmhough the ruEles of theA road have been lodDged
It'Ams only peoplEe's games Athat you got to dodDge
And iAt's aElrigDht, EMa, I can make it
AmCDCAm
Repeat for the rest of the song.
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