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C#mBEC#mBAC#mBEA
There's a Epicture frame hangin' at the end of the hall
Pile of Adust on the floor where my fist met the drywall
That's my C#mMO, Bleavin' something broke Aeverywhere I go Holes
There's a Erusty old truck door sittin' in a field
That I Afilled full of buckshot every time i got
C#mMad at something overB nothing didn't matter at Aall Holes
In my Elife, down in my Abones
From my C#mheart, Bto my Asoul
There's a Elonely space on the big brass bed where we Afirst made love
And she laid head on my C#mshoulder before BI told it was Aover Holes
There's a Emillion conversations with my old man
'Bout who he was, and Awho I am
That I C#mnever had, BI just wouldn't listen
AI just kept digging myself down in 'em holes
In my Elife, down in my Abones
From my C#mheart, Bto my Asoul Holes
C#mBEC#mBAC#mBEB
Well I F#mwoke up today, put the shovel down
AStepped out of my haze, took a look around
Saw a F#mray of light shining Bthrough the Aclouds
So I climbed out
And I let it Eshine
Down in my Abones
From my C#mheart, Bright through my Asoul
Through all Emy Aholes
Through all these C#mholeBs E C#m B A C#m B E B
EA
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