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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] A G D (x2) [Verse 1]
The perfect Aplace may never Gexist, may never Dexist The perfect Atime, might be Gyears and years Daway The city is Aoverweight, and it's Gpressing on the Dpair of us We scowl and Asweat beneath the Goverbearing Dcrush
[Chorus]
But I Astill Gwant to be here, Dwant to be here I Astill want to Gbe here, want to Dbe here And I would Alive in a devil's Gditch just to be Dnear you I Astill want to Gbe here, want to Dbe here
[Verse 2]
There is Ashit all over the Gstreet outside our Dhouse now Junk vAeins dance at the Gbus stop next to the Drodeo clowns Nowhere to Arun to, so we Ghide like mislaid Dinfants Fuck these Afaceless homes and Geveryone who lives in Dthem
[Chorus]
But I Astill Gwant to be here, Dwant to be here I Astill want to Gbe here, want to Dbe here And I would Alive in a shallow Gpit just to be neDar you I Astill want to Gbe here D
[Break] D [Chorus]
But I Astill Gwant to be here, Dwant to be here I Astill want to Gbe here, want to Dbe here And I would Alive in a shallow Gpit just to be neDar you I Astill want to Gbe here D
[Outro] A G D (x4)