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B Breathing in the dark, lighting on its
F#m side,.
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B The ruins
Fm of the day painted
B in the sky,
F#m _ _ _ _ _
B.
And
D#m the more I
F straighten out, the less it.
F#m wants to try, _ _ _ _ _ _ .
C# _
D# The feelings
F start to rot, one week
B at a time,.
F#m _ _ _ _ _
Bm.
Oh,
C# forgive me if
A you want,
D for
F#m what you
Bm stand and see,.
C#m Just don't let
A it behind,
D it
F#m doesn't
Bm go away,.
C#m When you get
A out of bed,
D don't
B understand
C# it's horrifying,.
With each
B stone on the stage my little bottle breaks,.
F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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F# _ .
_ _ Peeking
C# through the covers, knowing
F#m what's nearby, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
D#m _ The carvings
C# on the face, say they
F#m find it hard, _ _ _ _ _ _ .
C# As
D#m the engines
C# fail again, all of it's a
F#m disguise,.
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F# The humour's
C# not the same, coming from
F#m tonight,.
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A _ .
B Oh,
C# I hear the
A stereo,
D the
F#m stereo is
Bm so strange,.
C#m I don't let
A it behind,
D because
F#m it
Bm goes away,.
C#m If you get
A out of bed,
D and
B find me
C# standing all alone,.
Then
B I'll burn the place my little doll
F#m engaged,.
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F#m _ .
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G#m _ _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
Bm _
C#m I hear the
A stereo,
D the
F#m stereo is
Bm so strange,.
C#m I don't let
A it behind,
D because
F#m it
Bm goes away,.
C#m If you get
A out of bed,
D and find
B me
C# standing all alone,.
Then I'll
B burn the place my little doll engaged,.
F# _ _ _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
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B Giddy with delight, seeing
A what's to come,.
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D#m _ .
_ The image
C# of the dead, that ends in
B my mind,.
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F#m _ _ _
Bm _ .
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C#m Always can swear
A to God,
D loves to
F#m sing from
Bm the church,.
C#m I know my
A friends and I,
D would
F#m probably
Bm turn and talk,.
C#m If you get
A out of bed,
D come find
B us
C# standing,.
Over the bridge, bring a
B song, all the way to my
Bm little doll engaged,.
C#m I hear the
A stereo,
D the
A stereo is
Bm so strange,.
C#m I don't let
A it behind,
D because
A it
Bm goes away,.
C#m If you get
A out of bed,
D and find
B me
C# standing all alone,.
Then I'll burn the place my
B little doll engaged,.
I
C#m hear the stereo,
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C#m _ _
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C# is so strange,.
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