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C# G#
i dreamt of a fever,
Bbm F# C#
one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.
G# Bbm
with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons
F# C#
as to carry on.
C# G# Bbm F#
into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow
C# G#
but i swear that i would follow anything
Bbm F#
if it would just get me out of here.
Bbm F#
and so you get six months to adapt
Bbm F#
and then you get two more to leave town.
Bbm F# Bbm F# G#
in the event that we do adapt we still might not want you around.
C# G# Bbm F#
and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
C# G# F#
but i know that that is impossible now.
C# G#
and so i drink to stay warm
Bbm F#
and to kill selected memories
C# G# F#
because i just can't think anymore about that or about her tonight
(etc...)
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