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GI don't believe in heaveDn I do believe in hell CIt's down the street from here ADnd we both lived there for years GWe burned the calendars for warmDth And the alarm clocks just for Cfun We closed the blinds to make goDddamn sure That we could never see Cthe sun You could set a watch byA# the bottle returns And the Emashtrays overfloCwing on the floor G B Em G C D D... Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poor GBut the past was death row And tEmhe future's a battlefield CI hope we choose the right war D GBecause I've been fist fighting gravity EmSince the day I learned how to breathe CAnd I still wake up On the same cold floDor i fell asleep on GSo I won't but wDe shall overcomeC somedayC GI can't do it alDone but I shall Cbe free Csomeday GI don't know howD to live But I'mEm sick of learning how toC die GVampirism is forD poseurs in juniEmor high C
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GWe made our own postal system ToD cross the continent CAs long as freight trains run AnDd loners pick up dreamers with thumbs Who needs governGments to get a letter to you Or a mixtape to Dme or a postcard to Johnstown What's aC thousand miles between friends What's aD friend that's not worth crossing a country But I owGe money and brokDen hearts From Philly to Sydney anCd back to Vermont yeeeah IG regret a million things C D D... And that's only what I haven't forgot GBut the past was a mine field AnEmd right now is a prison break CI hope we make it alive D GWhen who we are doesn't stop wheEmre the law begins CThen we'll storm their court houDses to survive GSo I won't but wDe shall Covercome somedayC GI can't do it alDone but Cwe shall be freeC someday GI don't know howD to live But I'mEm sick of learning how toC die GVampirism is forD poseurs in juniEmor high C