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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] B F# B E
BOn your mark, get sF#et... BA million milF#es past the finish lBine My heels liF#ft BAt this imagF#inary starting Bline The trigger sliF#ps; BMy heart was rF#acing well before it's Etime Time's running oF#ut, it's alwBays running out on Eme As the road up ahF#ead disappeaBrs
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BThough it's all been sF#aid BAnd this empty F#dictionary is all that's left G#mI'll try to changeE the world in a single wBord
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BMy hands are sF#haking, ready or not BInvisible ink wF#ell it's all i've got G#mSo i'll concentErate and pick from these bBarren trees F#
ETime's running oF#ut, it's always ruBnning out on mEe F# B E (let ring) And every road i discover disappears under my feet -
Some call it reckless, some call it breathing B F# B F#
BHave i said too mF#uch or not enough? BIs it overkill F#or is it giving up G#mTo measure oEut the distance of Ban echo's reach? F#
EIf it's all broken mirF#rors and a G#mchance roEll of Bthe dice Then i'llE risk everythF#ing for a G#mglimpse of EaccidBental light
TEime's running oF#ut, it's always Brunning out on Eme And every road i've discF#overed disappBears under my feetE -
(let E ring) Some call it reckless, i call it breathing Out with B