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D#m _
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D#m _ _ _
B _ _ _ _ .
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F# _ _ _
C# _ _ _ _ .
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F# I know what you think you've earned
C# when _ the sun shines on the ground
D#m and shows
B what you have done.
F# It shows
C# where your mind has
F# gone _ and you swear to your parents
C# _ that it will never happen again.
D#m I know, _
B _ I know _ _
F# what that
C# means.
I know _
B _ _ that
F# you all have _ .
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C# _ _ and you never put
D#m the safety
G#m on.
_ And
F# you all have
C# to take it, to take it, to take it.
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F# _ _ I'm trying, I'm trying to
C# sleep.
_ I'm trying, I'm trying to
B sleep.
_ But I can't, but I can't when you
F# all have _ guns for hands.
Yeah.
_ _ _ I'm trying, I'm trying to
C# sleep.
_ I'm trying, I'm trying to
D#m sleep.
_ But I
B can't, but I can't when you
F# all _ have
C# guns for hands.
Yeah.
_
F# _ Let's take this a second at a time.
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C# Let's take this one song, this one rhyme.
D#m _ Together, _ let's breathe _ _
F# together.
C# There's gonna be,
F# _ _ but there's hope out the window.
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C# _ _ So that's where we'll go.
D#m _ Let's go
B outside and all join
F# hands.
Until then
C# you'll never understand.
B _ _ That
F# you all have guns
C# _ _ and you never put
G#m the safety on.
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F# _ _ _ .
C# To take it, to take it, to take it, take it.
F# _ _ I'm trying, I'm trying to
C# sleep.
I'm trying, I'm trying to
B sleep.
But I can't, but I can't when you
F# all have _ guns
C# for hands.
D# _ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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D#m _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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C# _ _ .
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D#m _ _ _ _ .
Love is a
B phantom.
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F# _ .
_ _ Love is a
C# phantom.
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D#m We turn the hands to guns straightening up I'm fighting me
B the sun.
I must warn you of my disorder.
Or my condition,
F# cause when the sun sets it upsets.
What's left of my
C# investment in chess, in chess, in, in putting my fingers to
D#m my head.
The solution is I see a whole room of these greedy
B kids.
Fused in the race I simply tell them they should shoot
F# a deer.
Simply suggest my destiny's confused.
Here's the
C# key, obviously best for them to turn their guns to a
D#m fish.
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D#m _ _ _
B _ _ _ .
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F# _ _ _ _
C# _ _ _ .
F# _ _ _ I'm trying, I'm trying to
C# sleep.
_ I'm trying, I'm trying to
D#m sleep.
But I
B can't, but I can't when you
F# all _ _
C# have guns for hands.
Yeah.
F# _ _ I'm trying, I'm trying to
C# sleep.
_ I'm trying, I'm trying to
D#m sleep.
_ But I
B can't, but I can't when you
F# all _ have guns
C# for hands.
Yeah.
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