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Tuning: E A D G B E
Album: Blackfield V [Verse 1]
AmWe're like the weatheEmr You can't predGict it We never Emtake the time
[Verse 2]
AmHeavy shackleEms We can't Gmove freely We're Emleaving trails on the groundAm
[Chorus]
D#It's too late, so why Apray nowC DYou cynical bastard? D#We all ate from your plate So Chow, Dhow was your rideE? C DHow was your rideE? C D Am
[Verse 3]
AFrozen moGments Your Fshadows on me EmWill always give the comAmmand
[Verse 4]
It won't get betterG Just Fstring along UnEmtil the curtain comes dowAmn
[Chorus]
D#It's too late, so why C#mpray AnowC DYou cynical bastard? D#We all ate from Ayour plate So Chow, Dhow was your rideE? C DHow was your rideE? C D
[Solo] Am G F Em Am G F Em Am G F Em [Chorus]
D#It's too late, so why Apray nowC DYou cynical bastard? D#We all ate from Ayour plate So Chow, Dhow was your rideE? C DHow was your rideE? C DHow was your rideE? (How was your ridCe?) DHow was your rideE? (How was your ridCe?)D E How was your rideC? D E How was your rideC? D E
[Outro] C D E C D E