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[Intro]
E Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends,’til it’s over, my friends, count along E Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends ‘til it’s over, my friends, count along
[Verse 1]
Dbm Feeling rich, feeling poor, feeling nothing more Self destructive on a rollercoaster firebAall
Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E She’s on a hunt, cooking Bcooking cooking misery Dbm Left my heart on the shelf for way too long Sick and tired, picking up from the dirty flooAr I saw the line of snakes that came to mBe
[Chorus]
N.CSo innocent Ewere the days The taste of goDbmod memories A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
[Verse 2]
Dbm No more broken dreams I feel like a loaded gun Spitting bullets at your armor of mind contrAol
Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
E She’s on a hunt, cooking Bcooking cooking misery Dbm Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right Can’t call the doctor, he’s as sick as you and AI I saw the line of snakes that came to mBe
[Chorus]
N.CSo innocent Ewere the days The taste of goDbmod memories A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
So innocent Ewere the days The taste of goDbmod memories A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
|E |E | [Bridge]
E Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends ‘Til it’s Eover, my friends, count along E Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends ‘Til it’s Eover, my friends count along
E Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends ’Til it’s Eover, my friends, count along E Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends ‘Til it’s Eover that thing called love
[Solo] |Dbm |Dbm |Dbm |Dbm | |A |A |E |B | |Dbm |Dbm |Dbm |Dbm | |A |A |B |B | [Chorus]
N.CSo innocent Ewere the days The taste of goDbmod memories A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
So innocent Ewere the days The taste of goDbmod memories A bag full of Ahope that was only for Bme and you
[Break] |E |E |Dbm |Dbm | |A |A |B |B | [Outro]
Please let it gArow, where it belBongs There in the dEark where the shadows are Dbmborn Leave it alAone. I’m sure Bit will find its Eway to redeem and blAossom ‘Cause I knAow.B.., the black rose will find its hEome