Iamx - Think of england

^Dm In the grip of a winter came ^Amlove and greed ^C Insane with faith I took the ^Dmdriving front seat ^Dm In the lowlight comfort of ^AmBerlin streets ^C The call from emptyness du^Dmetted with my bodyheat

^Dm I was alone at the ^Amfront line The ^Cmessage I was told Dm (break) Was to try and find

^Dm I just can't think of England ^Am I can't see the picture ^C I'm still running from the ^Dsus2fire, the fire

^Dm In the twilight hours of ^Amnervous rest ^C I bought the beast before bel^Dmieving the threats ^Dm In a foreighn field I cut ^Amall regrets ^C But the poisoned stories just ^Dmrepeat themselves in fucked up mess

^Dm I was alone for the ^Amfirst time The ^Cmessage I was told Dm (break) Was to try and find

^Dm I just can't think of England ^Am I can't see the picture ^C I'm still running from the ^Dsus2fire, the fire