Remove AdsG Bm D A
GGetting low, feel it changing
BmLosing hope, vacant faces
D AFire's barely just alive
GDark roads, lonely places
BmFuture ghosts, faded pages
D ASee the distance in our eyes
G Bm DWhen this all falls down
AAs it closes round
G BmWe could be enemies
D ACould this be the end of me
G Bm DAs the day draws out
AWhen this hits the ground
G Bm D AWe could be enemies
G Bm D A
Could this be the end of me
G Bm DAs the day draws out
AWhen this hits the ground
G Bm D AWe could be enemies
G Bm D ACould this be the end of me
Enemies
Getting low, empty spaces
Letting go, vacant faces
Fire's barely still alive
When this all falls down
As it closes round
We could be enemies
Could this be the end of me
Enemies
Enemies
Could this be the end of me
As the day draws out
When this hits the ground
We could be enemies
Could this be the end of me
Could this be the end of me
As the day draws out
When this hits the ground
We could be enemies
Could this be the end of me
Enemies
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