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Intro: Dbmaj7
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And I Fmsaw God Cm/Gcry in the refAblection of my Ebenemies FmAnd all the Cm/Glovers with no Abtime for meEb And Fmall of the Cm/Gmothers rAbaise their bEbabiEbes Eb/Db CmTo stay away froDbmaj7m me
Dbmaj7Tongues on the soAbmaj7ckets ofDbmaj7 electric dreams Abmaj7 Abmaj7/Bb CmWhere the Dbmaj7sewage of youth drowned the sAbmaj7park of my tC/Eeens F And I kneDbmaj7w that the lights of the citAbmaj7y were too heavy for me Dbmaj7(too heavy for meAbmaj7) And though IDbmaj7 carried karats for eAbmaj7veryone to see (everyone to seC/Ee) F
And I Fmsaw God Cm/Gcry in the refAblection of my Ebenemies FmAnd all the Cm/Glovers with no Abtime for meEb And Fmall of the Cm/Gmothers rAbaised their EbbabEbiesEb/Db CmTo stay away fromDbmaj7 me Dbmaj7 Dbmaj7/Eb Dbmaj7And praCmy they don't grow up toDbmaj7 be me