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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