Werbung entfernenAm7 Cmaj7 EI can't open up to you
F Am7Me and my friends are lonely
Cmaj7 EI don't know what to do
F Am7 Cmaj7 E FI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
Am7 Cmaj7I cope smothered in smoke
E FDeep high, drape my soul in
Am7 Cmaj7I know things that you don't
E FI've met murdering folk
Am7 Cmaj7And they took one of our own
E FThey took our innocent home
Am7 Cmaj7 ESo I can't open up to you
F Am7Me and my friends are lonely
Cmaj7 EI don't know what to do
F Am7 Cmaj7 E FI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
Am7 Cmaj7So is there any lesson in confessing that you posted up
E FLike Jesus on the corner selling baggies full of blessing?
Am7 CIs it stressing all the things that you have morally accepted?
E FIs it vexing wearing clothes that you have bled in?
Am7 Cmaj7Picture perfect victim, overwhelmed and so sadistic
E FI was looking for a purpose, what a chance you had some with you
Am7 Cmaj7On the street when I forgot, the city breathes when I Do not
E FIf I leave it does not stop here, no
Am7 Cmaj7 E FSo is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
Am7 Cmaj7 E FOh is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
Am7 Cmaj7 ESo I can't open up to you
F Am7Me and my friends are lonely
Cmaj7 EI don't know what to do
F Am7 Cmaj7 E FI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
F Am7 Cmaj7 E FI always figured I'd be the one to die alone
F Am7 Cmaj7 E FI always figured that I'd be the one to die alone
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