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History Of Violence

Theory Of A Deadman

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Am  [Refrain]               G The city's on fire                   F The streets are a riot                         G Now look at this place, no one is safe Em                  Am No one is safe from you  [Verse 1] Am                                           G So beautiful, she knew it every single day - Got a smile that left him right around the way F                                                    G Yeah, makes you feel good, wondering why she stays - So afraid, afraid of you Am                                      G She needs a sedative to get a strain - You know she needs a cigarette, she got the shakes F                                          G Put them sunglasses on to hide her face - Such a waste, a waste on you Am                             G     Tell me, why you ashamed - Too scared to run away F                      G                         Am You love him anyway - Surviving just on the pain  [Refrain]     Am The city's on fire      G The streets are a riot      F                   G Now look at this place, no one is safe      Em                Am No one is safe from you      Am Oh, look what you've started (started)      G It's a history of violence (violence)      F                    G Now look at your face, no one is safe     Em              Am No one is safe from you  [Verse 2] Am                            G Maybe the way out is a .38 - God gave her a sign, not a moment late F                                                   G Tonight she's gonna point it at his fucking face - Bang bang, he's blown away Am                          G Tell me, why you ashamed? Too scared to run away F                      G You love him anyway - Surviving just on the pain Am                               G Tell me where she went wrong - She is sadness in every song F                                       G                             Am She knows someday that she'll be gone - Until then, please stay strong  [Refrain]     Am The city's on fire      G The streets are a riot      F                     G Now look at this place, no one is safe Em                Am No one is safe from you      Am Oh, look what you've started (started)      G It's a history of violence (violence)      F                  G Now look at your face, no one is safe    Em           Am No one is safe from you  [Verse 3] Am Still in shock from the Blast, sure the neighbors heard it G Now or never, crossed a man that wasn't worth it F No regrets from what the judge called a bad decision G Now she's doing 20 years in a woman's prison Am Yeah, she'll never have her life - will she feel it all? G She'll never know what it's like not to feel alone F                                      G No kids will love her unconditional - no cure for a sickness that's medicinal Spoken Am She's flying high in her cell she can finally breathe G She's flying high outta hell, now she finally free F                                               G Man, he fed her to the lions, that monster he promised her diamonds for silence                             Am It's the history of violence!  [Refrain]     Am The city's on fire      G The streets are a riot     F                    G Now look at this place, no one is safe     Em           Am No one is safe from you      Am Oh, look what you've started (started)      G It's a history of violence (violence)      F                    G Now look at your face, no one is safe     Em              Am No one is safe from you  [Outro]     F                    G Now look at your face, no one is safe     Em              Am No one is safe from you      Am Oh, look what you've started (started)      G It's a history of violence (violence)      F                    G Now look at your face, no one is safe     Em              Am No one is safe from you

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