Tom: F
Introdução:
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And so much can change
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in a second when
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everybody's Hiding
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the truth An
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eternal quest for some
Am
happiness is there
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anything we Won't screw?
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Like a loaded gun
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if it sits too long
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eventually you'll
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work Up the nerve
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To a-bandon your herd
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We got these remedies
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for insecurities
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that nobody is
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Listening to
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All the mournful
cries of the less
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fortunate are so
Bb C
easy to Say and not to
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Like a funeral march
C/E
in the summer sun
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it's beautiful for
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Something so sad
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Concentrating on
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the things we
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can't have
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We all live in a cage
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without space to use our
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heads I'm more scared
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of the living than the dead
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In a hospital counting
C/E
every breath, are
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you happy with no
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One in you life?
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As long as up to this
Dm C
point you were right
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But living scared is
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just no way to die