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^Di was born a bitter old man who got his^G heart broken in catalonia, ^A1936^G. i haven't felt right s^Dince, so i gave up on life before i arr^Gived. i knew this place wasn't safe for anyone but ^Afascists and republicans and ^Gtheir apologis^Dts. ^Abut i swear to ^Ggod, i'm gonna ^Ddie full of na^Emive optimism; ^Aa teenager's heartbreaking conviction ^Gthat things can be different. oh yeah, things are gonna be real ^Adifferent when we're finished around ^Dhere. i always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung. ^A ^Di always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung. ^A ^Di always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung; now i feel ^Ayounger every ^Emday, and i just hope i die younger than i ^Dam^G. ^A ^G ^Di can hear you from a dozen states away ^Gshivering through a dope sick morning o^Af no money left and ^Gnothing else to s^Dteal. ^Dlord only knows that i've had my sh^Gare, because there were years when i was ready to d^Aie, but it's only been^G recently that i've been ^Dwilling to live. ^Aand i swear to g^God, i didn't p^Dlan for things to e^Emnd up this way.^A i had a teenager's convictio^Gn that i would be different. oh yeah, ^Ai was gonna be real different than the person ^Di became.

i always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung. ^A ^Di always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung. ^A ^Di always ^Emwanted to die ^Gyoung; now i feel ^Ayounger every ^Emday, and i just hope i die younger than i ^Dam^G. ^A ^G ^Dbut now living^A's a struggle,^G except when it isn't. (yeah), ^Di woke up this^A morning and i wasn't in p^Grison, ^Dbut i can't promise ^Athat i'm far from ^Git.

i'd still kill a man for cigarette,

^Dbut with friends like^A you, who needs ^Ghomicide' ^Dso this song goes out to a^All our homies locked ^Gdown. ^Dcome on ^Aback now, we need you ^Garound. ^Dthat judge, he ^Adoesn't know what he's ^Gdone. ^Dno, judges ^Anever know the things they ^Gdo. how could they'

Ramshackle Glory - Bitter old man