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AAnd every night he needs to party F#Like it's the end of times BmGilded Mayans descend from heaven EDesires in their eye AThey raze the landscape, I'll raise a toast F#While wasted in strange arms BmNo back-alley lobotomy ECould tear me away from you
AOh I can feel it from my head to my F#toes BmThe man I was, yAou once loved, Eis almost a ghost AI feel it, from my bones to my F#marrow DThe man I was, Dmyou once loved, Ais almost a shEadow
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AWe used to drink to make trouble and fun F#But now we drink to forget we are drunks BmAnd everybody needs somebody ETo shovel their hurt on
ALogistics say you burn all your bridges F#The savages stop attacking your village BmWhat's the point, what's the purpose EWhen you're left with a life that's pillaged
AAnd I, F#I can feel it BmThe man I was, you once loved, Ais almost gEone AAnd I, IF# can't deal with it DThe man I was Dmwas weak, bAut now I'm Estrong AAnd I, I canF#'t live through this DThe man i was Dmwas lost, Abut now I'm... E...dAoomed!