_ _ _ _ _ _ _
D.
This is gospel for the fallen ones locked away in permanent slumber,.
assembling their philosophies into pieces of broken memory.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, _ oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
G The gnashing teeth of criminal towns conspire against the
D eyes,.
But they haven't seen the best of us
A yet.
D If you love me, let me go!.
E _ _
Bm _ If you love
D me, let me go!.
E _
Bm _ _ _
G These words
D are knives and I'm really
A sorry.
Bm The fear of falling
G apart.
I took these odds,
D I never
A will try.
The fear,
D the fear of falling apart.
Bm In _ _ _
D the mirror.
This _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
is gospel.
Full of vagabonds, ne'er-do-wells,
B and self
D-proclaimed bastards.
Bm Discussing their hypotheses.
Led only by imperfect
D imposters.
Oh,
Bm oh, oh, oh, oh.
This is what they are.
D _ .
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Bm oh.
This is what they are.
G These are the lies.
Sleep through the end of the world.
Bury me alive.
F#m Cause I won't
D give up without
A a fight.
If you love
D me, let me go!.
_
E _ _
B _ If you love
D me, let me.
E _ _
Bm _ _ _
G These words are knives
D and I'm really
A sorry.
Bm The fear of falling
G apart.
I took
D these odds, I never
A will try.
The fear,
Bm the fear of falling
G apart.
Oh,
D oh,
A oh, oh, oh.
The
Bm fear of falling
G apart.
I took these odds, I never
D will
A try.
The fear, the fear
D of falling apart.
Oh, _ _ oh, oh, oh, oh.
The fear of falling apart.
A The
D _ _ fear of falling apart.
Oh,
Bm oh, _ oh, oh, oh.
The fear
D of falling apart _ .
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N _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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