Tono: B
Introducción: Cm Cm/A Gm
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A day to be... addicted
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Another moment to the time
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I'm back to my... ignorance
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A relevant desire
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To display my thoughts to borrow
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My aches like a saint
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And the ships to heaven sinking
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To the sea my arms are faint
F#m Gm
Hot asphalt, smelly gloom
F#m Gm
Kings of all places will
F#m
Destroy our memories as we
Gm F#m Gm
Use to do with our children
F#m Gm
Rich ones carve their names in graves
F#m Gm
The poor ones are only insane
F#m
My mistakes tell nothing
Gm
About my tiring journeys
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Don't know what else I can write
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For their demands, some martyr's kites
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Awaiting for us, church skeletons
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Nimble fingers to our pockets
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Nimble fingers to our pockets
D/F# Em
Hot asphalt, lovely doom
D/F# Em
Irrigating investments, a brain and a broom
D/F# Em
Should save the world from the sinners issues
D/F# Em
As we choose to be what we are
D/F# Em
As we choose to be what we are
Gm
As we choose to be what we are