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I was mFore than just a coward, I was hFandsome too I felt nDmothing when your flood came dGown Holding fFines that made me wonder if the liFghts were wrong With my hDmands that never touched no grGound
When your tDmalent is in nuGmbers Of the mEmany times you've gDmone I could lFie I don't care about forGgiving But sometimes it's just roses dying too yFoung
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And you're feFncing up the hours in the fiFelds of red While you tDmhink I'm on a loveless sGtray In the leFtters from the lovers in a lFand gone wrong ExplanDmations always written lGate
When your tDmalent curse the frGaming Of the cEmrying you heard sDmung I could lFie I don't care about what's miGssing But sometimes it's just roses dying too yFoung
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With your tDmrain of tEmhought always paFssing here Dm With its fDmalling pEmaint, and its brFoken gearsDm It's the damn revelDmation bEmlues when you sFee the patDmh And you know you won't Dmbe the last, oh lGord, oh loFrd
I was mFore than just a terror, I was cFrying too But you sDmhowed me in the gusts beGtween That a wFind is sometimes broken and its fFlying path Has no mDmeaning no a ghost wiGthin
When your tDmalent is in Ghiding That your fEmeeling's always wDmrong I aFlways want to bring you sGomething But sometimes it's just roses dying too yFoung
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When your tDmalent is in Ghiding That your fEmeeling's always wDmrong I aFlways want to bring you sGomething
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young (on "young", play this to the end) F G Dm Em F Dm Dm Em F F Dm F F F Dm F F F