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_ _ F# _ _ _ _ A The _ D _ _ _ suburbs Bm are _ _ F# _ _ long A and dry _ D And you told me we'd never Bm survive.
_ _ F# _ Grab your A mother's keys, we're leaving D _ Your _ Bm _ _ .
_ _ F# _ _ _ _ A _ _ .
_ _ D _ mom seems Bm so sure.
_ _ F# _ _ That one A day we'd be fighting D In the suburban Bm war.
_ _ F# _ You're farther A down, the girls smile I D saw you standing on the opposite Bm shore.
_ _ F# _ But farther A down, the first bombs D fell We were Bm already born.
_ F# _ We were A already, already D born.
_ Sometimes Bm I can't F# believe it I'm E moving past the feeling.
D _ Sometimes Bm I can't believe F# it I'm E moving past the feeling D _ again.
Bm The _ .
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_ _ D kids who want to be Bm so hard F# But _ in A my dreams we're still screaming, D _ running in the morning.
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_ _ F# _ _ And all A of the walls that they built D in the 70s finally Bm fall.
_ F# And _ all A of the houses built D in the 70s finally Bm fall.
And nothing F# at all, mean nothing A at all, it meant D nothing.
_ Sometimes Bm I can't believe F# it I'm E moving past the feeling.
D _ Sometimes Bm I can't believe F# it I'm E moving past the feeling D into the night.
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So _ F# _ _ _ _ A _ _ .
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_ _ F# _ _ _ _ A _ _ .
_ _ D _ can you Bm understand _ .
_ _ F# _ _ I A want a daughter while I'm D still young.
_ I _ _ C#m want to hold her hand, E show her some beauty D Before all this damage Bm is done.
_ _ F# _ _ And A there's just too much to ask, Bm too much to _ ask.
Send F# me your son, _ _ F#m _ _ .
_ _ D _ or he's _ Bm _ _ .
overpassed.
F# _ In the parking F#m lot, we're still waiting, D but it's already Bm passed _ .
_ _ F# _ So move F#m your feet from hot pavement D into the grass.
Bm Cause it's already F# passed, it's already, F#m already passed.
D _ Sometimes Bm I can't believe F# it I'm moving E past the feeling.
D _ Sometimes Bm I can't believe F# it I'm moving E past the feeling D _ again.
Bm Past _ .
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the feeling, D _ _ _ Bm past _ .
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the F#m D feeling.
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_ _ F# _ _ _ A _ 're still screaming, G# _ _ _ _ _ Bm _ .
F#m running, _ _ _ _ A we're still D screaming, _ _ Bm _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _ _ _ F#m we're A.
still D screaming.
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