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Vampires Are Poseurs

Tom: D

Introdução:

D                                                            A  
I don't believe in heaven, I do believe in hell
G                                                                                 A  
It's down the street from here, And we both lived there for years
D                                                                                 A                                                                                    G  
We burned the calendars for warmth, And the alarm clocks just for fun
                                                                                  A  
We closed the blinds to make goddamn sure
                                                                G  
That we could never see the sun
                                                                F  
You could set a watch by the bottle returns
                     Bm                                    G                                                            D                 F#  
And the ashtrays overflowing on the floor
Bm                                    D                                      G                                      A  
Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poor
D                                                                                 Bm  
But the past was death row, And the future's a battlefield
G                                                                                 A  
I hope we choose the right war
D                                                                                                      Bm  
Because I've been fist fighting gravity, Since the day I learned how to breathe
G                                                                                                      A  
And I still wake up On the same cold floor i fell asleep on
D                                      A                                      G  
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D                                      A                                      G  
I can't do it alone, but I shall be free someday
D                                      A                                      Bm                                                         G  
I don't know how to live But I'm sick of learning how to die
D                                      A                                      Bm                                    G  
Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high
  D  Bm  F#m  G  
D                                                                                 A  
We made our own postal system, To cross the continent
G                                                                                 A  
As long as freight trains run And loners pick up dreamers with thumbs
                                          D  
Who needs governments to get a letter to you
                                          A  
Or a mixtape to me, or a postcard to Johnstown?
                     G  
What's a thousand miles between friends?
                     A  
What's a friend that's not worth crossing a country?
                     D                                      A  
But I owe money and broken hearts
                                                                G  
From Philly to Sydney and back to Vermont
                     D  
(yeeeah) I regret a million things
                                          G                                      A  
And that's only what I haven't forgot
D                                                                                 Bm  
But the past was a mine field, And right now is a prison break
G                                                                                 A  
I hope we make it alive
D                                                                                 Bm  
When who we are doesn't stop where the law begins
G                                                                                 A  
Then we'll storm their court houses to survive
D                                      A                 G  
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D                                      A                 G  
I can't do it alone, but we shall be free someday
D                                      A                                      Bm                                                         G  
I don't know how to live But I'm sick of learning how to die
D                                      A                                      Bm                                    G  
Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high