Tono: A
Introducción: A F#m E A
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Was it a huntsman or a player
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That made you pay the cost
F#m
That now assumes relaxed positions
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And prostitutes your loss?
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Were you tortured by your own thirst
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In those pleasures that you seek
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That made you Tom the curious
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That makes you James the weak?
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And you claim you got something going
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Something you call unique
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But I've seen your self-pity showing
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And the tears rolled down your cheeks.
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Soon you know I'll leave you
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And I'll never look behind
F#m
'Cos I was born for the purpose
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That crucifies your mind.
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So con, convince your mirror.
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As you've always done before
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Giving substance to shadows
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Giving substance ever more.
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And you assume you got something to offer
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Secrets shiny and new
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But how much of you is repetition
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That you didn't whisper to him too.