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BbI was born on a light-skinned road,
I was born with an engineers gold,
EbI did better than mosBbt.
BbNow I live on a dark-skinned road,
The collectors call they try to take my gold,
EbIm happier than moBbst.
EbThe streets are never clean
My Cmfriends they help preserve my innocence.
BbGm
BbWe shared our cigarettes,
At the window we placed our bets,
EbThey wouldnt call our names, Tickets hide our shaBbme.
BbSo we laughed through glossy eyes,
Surely the gods would recognize,
EbOur good intentions, we showed them, The sweat covered ouBbr skin.
EbWe aged a decade in an hour,
CmWe gave away our innocence.
Bb
So let these simple songs get caught in our heads,
GmBrace the frames of our worthless beds.
BbAll my life never gave a fuck,
GmSomeone please Cmwake me up.
BbGm
BbSo let these simple songs get caught in our heads,
GmBrace the frames of our worthless beds.
BbAll my life never gave a fuck,
GmSomeone please Cmwake me up. Bb
Bb pm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Eb . . . . . . . . . Bb . . . . . . . .
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Gm
GUITAR SOLO (same as bridge lead)
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Gm
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