Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
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The clouds turned into
spiny chestnut shells
And when they'd rain down my
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skin would swell.
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And the morning song birds were
replaced with crow
And the spiny shelled rain would
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stick to me like Velcro.
Verse 2
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The beat up tin I'd like to call my car
Would deliver me and all
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to only a lonely bar
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And I would ponder this disease like
a peeling onion skin striptease
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And I would live to let it win.
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A
When I was raw.
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D
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D
(When I was wrong.)
Verse 3
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Being way too tall for any
self regulation,
I'd invite the devil in and
his entire nation
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What in tarnation?
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Being way too small to let any angel love me
I would spit on the ground
they shadowed
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And in the air they flew above me.
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A
When I was raw.
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Em
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D
(When I was
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D
A
wrong.)
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When I was raw.
Interlude 1
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G
Em
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G
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Em
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Verse 4
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It took a year or two
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To scavenge what was left.
D
Now I walk with much more rhythm
A
Over the mines I might've dug and left.
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I was so tainted when I set them
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Being blinded from rage.
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Now I glide until I stumble
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But now they fail to engage.
Outro 1
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