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Key: F

Introduction:

 Bm 
              We touched the walls of the city streets and
   F                                                                                                                       C 
              Dead ends plain, sadly showed us our ways
                                                 F 
Of never asking why
 Bm 
              Cast down it was heaven sent and
 Bb                                                                                                                           Dm 
              To the church, no intent to repent on my knees
                       C 
Just to cry
 Gm                             D7                               F                                                         C 
              Until you travel to that place you can't come back
 Gm                                               D7                                         F                                       C 
              Where the last paint is gone and all that's left is black
 Bm 
              Grey nights he's coming to me and
 F                                                                                                                                             C 
              Some day they'll punish my deeds and they'll find
                       F 
All the crimes
 Bm 
              But then they ask when they gonna see them
 Bb                                                                                                   Dm 
              Then they gonna ask to feel the ghosts, the walls, the dreams
                                       C 
And I've got mine
 Gm                                         D7                                             F                                                 C 
              At last those coming came and they never looked back
 Gm                                         D7                                                         F                                             C 
              With blinding stars in their eyes but all they saw was black
 Bm 
              Fooled them hoping to seem
                       F 
Like a slave of evil but the product of greed
                         C 
And it's not a mass so be honest with me
                               F 
We can't afford to ignore that I'm the disease
 Bm 
              Practical since we had to be and
 Bb                                                                                                                                                             Dm 
              When they were old they came back to me and they tried
                         C 
Oh they tried
 Gm                                             D7                                               F                                         C 
              And when you follow through and wind up on your back
 Gm                                                             D7                                                                         F 
              Looking up at those stars in the sky those white clouds have turned
         C 
to black

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