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D#m7G#mFmF#m
D#m D#m7Breathing in the dFmark, lying on its F#mside
D#m7The ruins of the dFmay painted with a F#mscar
And D#m7the more I straighten Fmout, the less it wants to F#mtry
D#m7 The feelings start to Fmrot, one wink at a tF#mime, oh
Bm ForC#mgiving who you aAre for wDhat you stC#mand to gBmain
Just C#mknow that if you hAide, it Ddoesn'C#mt go Bmaway
When C#myou get out of bAed don't eDnd up Bmstranded
HoCrrified with each stone, Bmon the stage my little dark F#mage
F#m
D#m7 Picking through the cCards, knowing what's nF#mearby
D#m D#m7The carvings on the faCce say they find it hF#mard
And D#m7 the engine's failed agaFmin, all limits of disgF#muise
D#m7 The humor's not the sCame coming from denF#mial, oh
Bm I gC#mrieve in stAereo, thDe stereo sC#mounds stBmrange
I kC#mnow that if you hiAde, it dDoesn'tC#m go aBmway
If yC#mou get out of beAd and fiDnd me Bmstanding
ACll alone, open-eyed, bBmurn the page my little dark F#mage
F#mABmBmF#mCF#mCBmDC#mDF#m
Bm I gC#mrieve in steAreo, the DsteC#mreo sounds stBmrange
You kC#mnow that if it hAides, it doDesn'tC#m go aBmway
If C#mI get out of bAed You'll sDee me stBmanding
alCl alone, Horrified, OBmn the stage My little dark age
F#m
F#mGiddy with delCight
Seeing what's to cF#mome
F#The image of theC dead
Dead ends in my F#mmind
Bm PolC#micemen swear to gAod love's seDeping C#mfrom the Bmguns
I kC#mnow my friends and AI would proDbably C#mturn and Bmrun
If yoC#mu get out of bAed, come fDind us hBmeading
FoCr the bridge, bring a stone, aBmll the rage my little dark age
Bm I gC#mrieve in stAereo, thDe stereo sC#mounds stBmrange
I kC#mnow that if you hiAde, it dDoesn'tC#m go aBmway
If yC#mou get out of beAd and fiDnd me stBmanding
ACll alone, open-eyed, bBmurn the page my little dark F#mage
BmC#mADC#mBmC#mADC#mBmC#mADBmC#mBm
BmC#mADC#mBmC#mADC#mBmC#mADBmC#mBm
ACll alone, open-eyed, bBmurn the page my little dark F#mage
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