Mark Lanegan - No contestar

^BLay down your head in the shifting light When it starts to^G fade When it starts to^A fade My ^Bmind plays a trick of a lethal kind Drifting a^Gway Drifting a^Away ^BNow I can see I may have lived too long Close to the ^Gbone Close to the ^Abone W^Bhen theres no knock upon the door Youll know its ^Gme When youre p^Ahone doesnt ring ^BNow as the day begins to die You can ^Gcall me When you ^Acall me theres no re^Bply

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