Tom: D
Introdução:
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Your breath reeks of embarrassment from homes your parents sold
Gb
Uprooting every autumn until your father gets paroled
Db Gb
Let's snake out through the back streets, pack your bag with clothes. We'll go where no one knows
Db Gb
We threw our eggs into the fence, we carved our tags into the wall
Ebm Ab
But how were we ok? We came and went. Now it's the only place I see you at all
Db Gb
Grind my bones and mix them into stew
Db Ab Gb
If that be of any help to you
Ebm Ab Gb
I'm sorry if I'm the one to blame, for the reason things won't be the same. I want to show you more
Ab Db
And my positive intentions. You're the only friend I know
Outro
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