Iamx - Think of england

^Em In the grip of a winter came ^Emlove and greed ^G Insane with faith I took the ^Emdriving front seat ^Em In the lowlight comfort of ^EmBerlin streets ^G The call from emptyness du^Emetted with my bodyheat

^Em I was alone at the ^Emfront line The ^Gmessage I was told Em (break) Was to try and find

^Em I just can't think of England ^Em I can't see the picture ^G I'm still running from the ^Asus2fire, the fire

^Em In the twilight hours of ^Emnervous rest ^G I bought the beast before bel^Emieving the threats ^Em In a foreighn field I cut ^Emall regrets ^G But the poisoned stories just ^Emrepeat themselves in fucked up mess

^Em I was alone for the ^Emfirst time The ^Gmessage I was told Em (break) Was to try and find

^Em I just can't think of England ^Em I can't see the picture ^G I'm still running from the ^Asus2fire, the fire