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Verse1:
A wintersC day in a Fdeep and dark deCcember
DmI G7am alFoneC gaDm7zing from my wiEm7ndow Dm7to the streets bEm7elow on a
fDmreshly fallen sFilent shroud of sGnow
Chourus:
FI am a rCock FI am an G7islaAmnd
Verse2:
Ive built waClls a forFtress deep and miCghty that nDmone may G7penetrFateC
I hDm7ave no need of friEm7endship friDm7endship causes pEm7ain
Its laDmughter and its loFving I disGdain
(Chourus)
Verse3:
Dont talk of loCve Ive heFard the word beCfore IDmts sleeping G7in my meFmorCy
I wDm7ont disturb the sluEm7mber of feDm7elings that have dEm7ied
if I neDmver loved I neFver would have crGied
(Chourus)
Verse4:
I have my boCoks and my poFetry to proCtect me I am shiDmelded G7in my aFrmoCr
hiDm7ding in my rEm7oom sDm7afe within my wEm7omb
I tDmouch no one and Fno one touches Gme
(Chourus)
last verse:
And a rDm7ock feG7els no pCain
and an iDm7sland nG7ever crCies