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INTRO : C#m - A
From the lC#make
Where I lost it Aall
Stacked on the stC#makes
Yet you blessed the fAall
I guess that I knC#mew I was warned
I left my wBords in the cold
The things that I bAuilt for myself
Castles are tC#mumbling down
Surrender the hBeir, savour the crown
Here lies where I drAown
The fAirst time that I sought for grace
But not the lBast lung I'd put to waste
I'm burning down the stC#makesB
Wash awAay, wash away
I'm burning down the stC#makesB
Wash awAay, wash away
FC#mumbling through this jaded book
The hBearts I stole, the air I took
What lAove is this
And now the phC#motograph is all that's left
To fBeed the wolves and empty chests
To brAeak the best
The fAirst time that I sought for grace
But not the lBast lung I'd put to waste
I'm burning down the stC#makesB
Wash awAay, wash away
I'm burning down the sC#mtakeBs
Wash awAay, wash away
I'm burning down the sC#mtakeBs
Wash awAay, wash away
I'm burning down the stC#makesB
Wash awAay, wash away
I never blAed for a thousand lies
Just to stem the flBow
I never wAept over a thousand lives
Just to let this gBo
I never blAed for a thousand lies
Just to stem the flBow
I never wAept over a thousand lives
Just to let this gBo
Wash awAay, wash awBay, wash awAay, wash awBay