(intro) Am G F
Am G F
Laid out,Puking in the back of a
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fancy bar You and your friends in the
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front booth Laughing at my sweet naivety
Am G F
And its awkward gravity
Am G F
Three years Saw the decimation of
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the world in you Messiah complex
Am G F Am
Led a fickle flu to see its antidote and end in you
G
But now I'm gonna leave you
(Refrão)
( F Am G Dm )