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PRE-MEDICATED MURDER - No Use For A Name
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Tabbed by: Glorny
Email: [email protected]
[G#]More times than [D#]five, I've been [B]right here by your [C#]side.
Still [E]wondering...where did you [B]go?[D#]
[G#]Walk down the [D#]hall in a [B]mental mena[C#]cle;
Don't [E]want to be round,[F#] when you take yourself out.
[B]But I have more vigour than [F#]this.
Step to the [G#]plate to swing and [D#]miss.
And it's a [B]compli[F#]cated [G#]life,[B]
When how you [C#]live is how you [E]die.
[G#]Looks like your [D#]soul is conn[B]ected to a [C#]wall.
A [E]photograph stands by the [B]bed,[D#]
[G#]Of better [D#]times, when we [B]crumbled with our [C#]spine,
But [E]lived the next day,[F#] and put the malice away.
[B]And that's when I noticed the [F#]drip,
Ignored the [G#]line that didn't [D#]skip.
It seemed the [B]blue sub[F#]urban [G#]sky[B]
Turned to [C#]grey, polluted [E]night.
[B]So now you sleep inside the s[F#]pace.
A bed of [G#]roses, the thorns are [D#]placed.
[B]No more [F#]sleepless [G#]nights[B], just for[C#] me,
But as for[E] you, the memo[B]ry.
PRE-MEDICATED MURDER - No Use For A Name
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Tabbed by: Glorny
Email: [email protected]
[G#]More times than [D#]five, I've been [B]right here by your [C#]side.
Still [E]wondering...where did you [B]go?[D#]
[G#]Walk down the [D#]hall in a [B]mental mena[C#]cle;
Don't [E]want to be round,[F#] when you take yourself out.
[B]But I have more vigour than [F#]this.
Step to the [G#]plate to swing and [D#]miss.
And it's a [B]compli[F#]cated [G#]life,[B]
When how you [C#]live is how you [E]die.
[G#]Looks like your [D#]soul is conn[B]ected to a [C#]wall.
A [E]photograph stands by the [B]bed,[D#]
[G#]Of better [D#]times, when we [B]crumbled with our [C#]spine,
But [E]lived the next day,[F#] and put the malice away.
[B]And that's when I noticed the [F#]drip,
Ignored the [G#]line that didn't [D#]skip.
It seemed the [B]blue sub[F#]urban [G#]sky[B]
Turned to [C#]grey, polluted [E]night.
[B]So now you sleep inside the s[F#]pace.
A bed of [G#]roses, the thorns are [D#]placed.
[B]No more [F#]sleepless [G#]nights[B], just for[C#] me,
But as for[E] you, the memo[B]ry.
