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C#mThe shadow of my F#life Was
hangin over me A Bmbroken man, GBut
I don't know C#m7Won't even stand
the F#devil's dance To win my soul
What we Bmdoin'? What we chasin'?
What Emabout 'em, why the
basement? Why we C#m7got good
shit, don't embrace it? Why the
F#feel for the need to replace me?
You on a Bmrunway track from the
good I want to paint in the
Empictures any way we could, react
Like the C#mheart in a trash where
you should You done gave it F#away
ya' had it till you took it back