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[Verse 1]
EmBeating my Gdrum in the Afading hourEm, biting my Gtongue, but the Ablood is sourEm, pulling up Gmost AofEm the foxGgloves from the Emground, ready Ato devourEm.
[Verse 2]
EmIf I had Gseen any Aother wayEm, if it had Gbeen any Aother dayEm, would I be GrowdAy Emand shouGting to be Emheard from the Aalleyway?Em To be Emheard from the AalleywayEm
[Chorus]
AToo long at the head of the Etable, Atoo unseen, like Glight in a dream, Ablue mind weary, but Gable Ablue mind weary, but Emable
[Verse 3]
EmEverything Gsplayed, getting Acut out,Em just to be Gstaged for the AphotographEm, just to be Gone Aday Emsung and Gplayed for the Emlength of a AparagraphEm For the Emlength of a AparagraphEm
[Chorus]
AToo long swinging Earound (words?) Atoo unseen, like Glight in a dream, Ablue mind weary, but Gable Ablue mind weary, but Emable
[Verse 1]
EmBeating my Gdrum in the Afading hour,Em biting my Gtongue, but the Ablood is Emsour, pulling up Gmost Aof Emthe foxgGloves from the Emground, ready Ato devourEm From the Emground, ready Ato devourE.