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Verse 1
Am G Am G Am G******* doesn't suit you any-more
Am G Am GSo wipe your tears off the floor.
Am G ELet being sober be your cure
Am G Am G Am GIt's midnight. when the dead inside rise up
Am G Am GAin't no way to make them stop
Am G E C B AmAnd though they suffer they just love being. stuck.
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Verse 2
Am G Am G Am GThe priest box is the place where they reside
Am G Am GBut holy water will not quiet
Am G EThe neglected wicked mind
Am Am GRed eyes in the mirror stare at you
The voices lie, you know it's true
EBlow kills and lucky are few
C B Am G Am G Am G Am GLet being sober be your cure.
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Verse 3
Am G Am G Am GThat train, it's been going without rest
Am G Am GPumping blood inside your chest
Am G EIt's giving out can't you tell?
Am G Am G Am GAll you see. is black and white.
Am GMakes it hard to recognize.
Am G E C B Am G Am GRedundant patterns and the same old lies
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Verse 4
Am G Am G Ama new life was the promise to yourself
Am GSo pull the old books off the shelf.
Am G EClean your forgotten rotten filth
Am G Am G Am GThe lesson that you never learned is due
Am G Am GSo pull the weed out at the root
Am G ETake the burden off of you
C B Am G AmLet being sober be your cure
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Outro
E Am G AmLet being sober be your cure.
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E Am G Am G AmLet being sober be your cure.
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