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Verse CI: I cross theDm street to find my drFeam Am
CBut it had gotDmten so tired F Am
CAnd as I file Dmpast these alleyways Fand buildings Am
CI see all the Dmfaces they all look sFtraight ahead Am
CI turn the corDmner for some shelter F Am
CAnd the groundDm begins to quiver F Am
CI hold the pasDmt in this fist F Am
CI will go if yDmou beckon me on. F Am
CAnd through brDmoken glass I see a haFnd Am
CIt's reaching,Dm telling me to hurry F Am
CI hear a voiceDm inside... God, it soFunds like mine Am
CChorus: Don't Dmremake me... F Am
CTurning the clDmock I find F Am
Cyou are not atDm fault for what you dFid. Am
CDon't remake mDme... F Am
Csometimes its Dmhard, F Am
Cwell, you are Dmnot at fault for whatF you did. Am
CVerse II: I'm Dmgonna pretend I'm flyFing because I can'tAm,
Ccan't see the Dmground from this windFow Am
CWhen I get dowDmn, you and me, we're Fgonna kick our feetAm
CKick our feet Dmthrough a sea of fearFs. Am
CYou pulled on Dmmy arm on my legs F Am
CTried to talk Dmyou always answered mFe with that wild olAmd stare
CChorus: Don't Dmremake me... F Am
CTurning the clDmock I find F Am
Cyou are not atDm fault for what you dFid Am
CDon't remake mDme... F Am
CSometimes its Dmhard, F Am
Cwell, you are Dmnot at fault for whatF you did. Am
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