Gmaj7Thoughts that Go like bullets through you
Em BmThe time you told me that you wish you were dead
Gmaj7What's a broken arm when you can't stop choosing
Em BmTo sleep through your alarms, man, you're losing your head
(But I can't stop)
AThe thoughts that Go like bullets through you
G BmThe time you told me that you wish you were dead
(But I guess I'll Go home)
AWhat's a broken arm when you can't stop choosing
G BmTo sleep through your alarms, man, you're losing your head
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