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INTRO-Am F Am F VERSE
AmThe sun is dowFn agaAmin AmThe killing flFags aAmre ripe AmWe’re beautiFful iAmn black AmThe things nightmares areF made of with painted Ameyes
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FA million hearts will stop the voFices cry Tonight! Tonight! TFonight! We’ve nothing to hide D
VERSE2 Am We confess to the murders of a million souls Another dance in the dark Where we are never alone We confess to the murders of a million souls Another dance in the dark And we are home For now, the streets of Manila run red