Johnny Manchild And The Poor Bastards - The message

He ^Dwrote another letter, ^F#mcarved a silhouette He ^Emknows somewhere she wanders but he ^Ghasn't found her ^Ayet The ^Dsyllogism of all ^F#mpurity and truth An ^Emimage blurring further every ^Gday you wait from ^Ayouth

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He ^Dcarved another letter ^F#minto his shaking arm The ^Emmemory that lingered that ^Gshouldn't do him ^Aharm The ^Dmessage man he's simple, ^F#mcomplex, and up to taste Got ^Em20/20 vision getting ^Glost along the w^Aay

The ^Dspring that turn to summer, the ^F#msummer burns to ash It ^Emburies underneath him 'til the ^Gwinter comes to ^Apass It ^Dsprouts into the meadows of ^F#mpoltergeists and ghouls ^EmCondemning us to living in the ^Gmaking of a ^Afool You ^Dtow me up a valley, you ^F#mwalk the city streets You'll ^Emfind yourself in everywhere ^Gabove your swollen ^Afeet One ^Dfoot follows the other, it ^F#mnever gets away ^EmSit amongst the thorns that you ^Gcreated on the ^Away

^GA way of ^Emliving on the fire ^DStrung out on ^Bmambition and ^Adesire ^GHow long, how ^Emlong before we ^DCrash and ^Bmburn? ^{A G}The heights are ^Emsoaring ever higher ^DThe fall is ^Bmgrowing ever ^Adire ^GHow long, how ^Emlong before we ^DCrash and ^Bmburn? ^A

^GA way of ^Emliving on the fire ^DStrung out on ^Bmamb

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ition and desire ^GHow long, how ^Emlong before we ^DCrash and ^Bmburn? ^A

^GThe heights are ^Emsoaring ever higher ^DThe fall is ^Bmgrowing ever ^Adire ^GHow long, how ^Emlong before we ^DCrash and ^Bmburn? ^{A Dmaj7} Burn? ^Dmaj7 Burn? ^Dmaj7 Burn?