Tom: E
Introdução:
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I?m marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust
Ab Bb Eb
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
B Bb C# Eb
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust
Eb F# C#
I?m sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Ab Bb Eb
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
B Bb
But it?s much worse where you are
C# Eb
So will you go for it?
Eb
I have a feeling you might
Eb
Feeling you might
F#
Somebody somewhere
Bb C#
Will clean out your wounds
Ab
With dirty fingers
Eb
We?ll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
F# C# Ab Bb Eb F# Ab C# Eb
Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out
Eb B Bb C#
No no
No one comes
Eb F# C#
Running lies my noise and you heard about the Pit
Ab Bb Eb
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
B
We can talk about it later
Bb C# Eb
But I think you?ve given in
B
We can talk about it later
Bb C# Eb
But I think you?ve given in
Eb
I had a feeling you might
Eb
Bury the lie
Oh oh