Tom: F
Introdução: D A D F#
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I believe we're crossing a great ravine
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Still yearning, half-way a stranger
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I believe in our multiplicity
F# E
Still part-blind, no reason for anger
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I believe we pull up our roots and retreat
F# E
A new crop of aerials in Dacca and Canberra
A D G
So why don't you tell me
A D G
Why don't you tell me
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Why don't you tell me the truth about you
D A D F#
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Vaseline, you smeared it across every scene
F# E
Anchor-man drowns in a sea of sensation
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Tyranny crushing the young bird's seed
F# E
Halloween's mate short fuse of the banker
F#
I thought myself wise through all of these hopeless times
E
But I told myself, told myself, you've got to hold on
A D G
So why don't you tell me
A D G
Why don't you tell me
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Why don't you tell me the truth about you
A D G
Why don't you tell me
A D G
Why don't you tell me
A F# E B F# F#m
Why don't you tell me the truth about you
D A D A
About you, about you
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