Tom: D
Introdução:
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D F C B/ C
This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners
D F C F C
With Grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
D A B
The walking wounded, in a pageant of contenders,
D# A#
who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain
D A#
And everything is barely mised- blood relations and bricks
D A#
My expression, my confession
A# F A
Once again, like a bullet, as a freind tell me
A# C D(let
Can that be all there is?
D F C B/ C
In my rectory of doubt i kneel to prlay like one devout
D F C F C
As time the great gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern god
D A/ B
Erodes away each storied day as wreched Adams with hell to pay
D# A#
Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain
D A#
And everything is dearly mised- blood relations and bricks
D A#
My expression, my confession
A# F A
Once again, like a bullet, as a freind tell me
A# C D(let
Can that be all there is?
A
(Palm Mute)
D F C B/ C
There's and endless disposition and it doesn't mean a god damn thing
D F C
There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane
D A
And if pigs could fly then surely so could I
B
But this pedestrian know better than to even try
B
My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
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D A#
And everything is dearly mised- blood relations and bricks
D A#
My expression, my confession
A# F A
Once again, like a bullet, as a freind tell me
A# C A A#
Can that be all there is?
C D
All there is?