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####I might not propperly adapt the chords to the lyrics, so hear the song and try to make up the rythm###
DbI couldn't help but notice that near the F#corner of your moDbuth there was a pBbmiece of food escaping and it was tAbrying to stay out
I started Dbthinking about myself like I always sF#eem to do Db I couldn't Bbmstop myself from saying what might seem Abtheatrical to you it's just
BbmI dont F#wantDb anymoreAb BbmI dont F#wantDb anymore Ab no more remote and dF#ark years Bbm no more remote and dAbark years no more remote and dF#ark years, daBbmrk years no more remote and dAbark years
It's like there were these bottles near the end of my street they were escaping into the sewer into the sewer near my feet but I picked them up and I flattened them and I pushed them through the grates I know it seems unrelated but I'm trying to relate to you that I don't want anymore I don't want anymore no more remote and dark years no more remote and dark years no more remote and dark years, dark years no more remote and dark years I, I, I don't want I, I, I no more remote and dark years I, I, I don't want no more remote and dark years I, I, I no more remote and dark years, dark years no more remote and dark years I don't want anymore remote and dark years, remote and dark years I don't want anymore remote and dark years, remote and dark years I, I, I don't want I, I, I I, I, I don't want I, I, I remote and dark years I don't want anymore