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Verse #1
APulled to the centeDr and thrown toA the outside, DPeople all arounAd you; you’re Calone DCreased and crevasAsed, ripped to Dthe core; D7With every breatDh worth taking C A Crimson rivers won’t wash the pain away, GThis noose won’t bring a better day, CBroken shards of many fall around you (You’re not alone) DYour tears, call Gme; that story running dowAn your cheek You plead; kill me, end this life
Chorus A D Grab my hand, and wipe the tears that lie to you, (you are far from alone) G D Yesterday may not come, but don’t cut out tomorrow, D G Wait for that blinding light; your sorrow we ignite Verse #2 G A D7 Scattered fragments of your own, are the only ones around you, C D Drowned and beaten by the pain that you have given ground to, Set this hell alight
CYour tears, call me; these streams of red crawl to fingers You plead; free me, from this life
Chorus A D Grab my hand, and wipe the tears that lie to you, (you are far from alone) G D Yesterday may not come, but don’t cut out tomorrow,
DWait for that blinding light; your sorrow we ignite
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AYou will not go this way, Set your sorrow ablaze D