Tonalité : D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I could never tell you
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The impossible story
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Words will never get close to
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The colour of your mourning
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You know that I am so sincere
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But what is that helping?
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I won't be the author of a story
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That is not mine to tell
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Make the fuckers talk
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Standing in the flame of fire
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Say it like it is
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Shout it like you're in the fire
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Verse 2
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As angry and as urgent as a teen
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I try to set the scene,
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natural human instinct is to intervene
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The same that cut the ones
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who dare to dream
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Cos shit is so naive,
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are cutting down the very thing that the people need
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Cos everything is already
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been seen
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And already been deemed to be
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agreed and disagreed
And it seems we're
first
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past the post steez
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In a post modern post truth
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world truth's ghostly
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For what it's worth
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you can quote me and
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I'm a lay it like an IED and
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trigger it re motely
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No wonder these bars get
banked with boasting
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Privilege does not necessarily
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mean you're coasting
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So keep a pin close to burst
the bubble
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Of some earnest motherfucker that
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has gone to the trouble
Of being a grave digger digging
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the dead to life
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There's nothing to suggest
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that salvation will arrive
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And to remind me of it is so contrived
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I don't need a broken record
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to bring me down off my high
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I just need these green eyes
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to roll back and sigh
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As much as I wish that I
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had the answer why
Verse 3
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Make the fuckers talk
Fm
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Standing in the flame
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Fm
of fire
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Cm
Bb
Say it like it is
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Shout it like you're in the fire
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Bb
I could never tell you
Fm
Ab
Cm
The impossible story
Bb
Fm
Words will never get close to
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Cm
The colour of your morning
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You know that I am so sincere
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Gm
Cm
But what is that helping
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Fm
I can't be the author of a story
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That is not mine to tell
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This is not the body that has
Verse 4
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grown out of a squalor
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This is not the optimism born
from living horror
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The guilt could make a brother
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wanna lose a white collar
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But uh he need
it today he'll
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give it up tomorra
The dirt under the fingernails
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was never the grains
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That the bones had replaced
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in a rubbish tip grave
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The sweat they wiped off when
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they put their knives away
Is the same sweat we get when
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we dance the night away
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And if I could turn the sun around
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and il luminate the hell
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Cos you best believe it can be found
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where humanity dwell
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An d I could write a book about
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a book that wouldn't sell
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Be the author of a story that
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was never mine to tell but
Where would that lead us? Preach
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To believers we're needing
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relievers but
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I am no teacher and
you resent the grievance
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But if I don't at least try it's like
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I deceived yaz
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The story must be told some
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narratives must
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But it won't be delivered
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by the man in the tux
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Nor will it be heard over the
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inner city folk
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Saying fuck it all fuck it all fuck
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it all for all 12 months
Verse 5
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I could never tell you
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The impossible story
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Words will never get
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close to
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The colour of your morning
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You know that I am so sincere
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Gm
Cm
But what is that helping
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Gm
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I can't be the author of a story
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Cm
That is not mine to tell
Outro 1
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