2 acessos
Intro F#m G#m A B C#m D E B F#m Dead lungs command it. B F#m You pour your life down the rifle's spiral B F#m And show us you've earned it B F#m The cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes E F#m So long to this wretched form E F#m Them grey eyes on the subway. E F#m Long before you were born D E You were always to be a dagger floating straight to their heart. B F#m "Listen now we won't tell anyone B F#m But you gonna tell the world B F#m This whole life ain't been any fun. B F#m Now your viscera unfurls, E F#m as you rise. Rise from your burning fiat and E F#m go. Go get my suitcase, would you? E F#m D You've thoroughly blown their minds and now I must E Have passage home. Your life. Just two veins from your heart." B F#m x 3 D E F#m G#m You're not invisible now. A B You just don't exist. C#m D Your mother must be so proud. E You sublimate yourself granting us a wish B F#m x 2 B F#m A primitive mural on the wall B F#m to fortify your grim resolve. B F#m Amid the glitz of a shopping mall B F#m Another grain of indigent salt for the E F#m sea. Good night to these wretched forms. E F#m All them grey eyes on the subway. E F#m D So long before you were born you were always E to be a dagger floating straight to their heart.