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INTRO: C, Gsus, Dsus, C (repeat) VERSE:
CWaCshAm awCayC..Gsus. All the lines on your face that show how you've aged. CItC'sAm a CloCngGsus way down... Your back's been broken you can't make the rounds. CThCe CtaAmbles are turned as the litany goes... CYoCu'Gsusre a rotten old man who'll be covered in dirt. COnC yAmourC kCneGsuses..... and pray to the maker that caused you to bleed.
CHORUS:
CTuCrn back the hands on the clock CYoDu're a bitter old man who's done nothing but work. CYoCur hands to the bone on the assembly lines CYoDu've grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love CIgCnorance is something you can't overcome CbuDt you've past it on down and that's something much worse CFoCr Ama bCitCteGsusr young man... is now taking the torch CFoCr Ama bCitter young man... is now taking the torch
BRIDGE: C, Dsus, Gsus, C (repeat) VERSE 2: Silent scorn… You've taken it out on the ones you adore. Inside rage… They've left you before but they'll come back again. They'll pray for you with all their love… But this time your indifference just can't be excused. Forced amends… Well it's something you'll die with but it goes on for them. CHORUS BRIDGE