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Intro A F#m A F#m
A F#m
I was wonderin' how you're feelin, I thought I
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saw you kneelin, and holdin' your guts last night.
A F#m
You looked like you were prayin', but I heard someone
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sayin, you had been in an awful fight.
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You get the worst of it every time,
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lashing out with no reason or rhyme.
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To lose all this rage at so tender an age,
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little baby, growing up in a rat cage.
A F#m
Are you ready for the fallout? Who ya gonna
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call out? When does it finally comes to blows?
A F#m
I think that you're forgettin', the blood that
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you've been lettin' has a price on it no one knows.
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You may be sufferin' in your sleep,
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you may be gettin' in way too deep.
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And you may not care for advice that I share,
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but if you want it, then I'll be there.
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Soon, you will learn how to swallow a tear,
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so, when you are old, you can cry in your beer.
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Do you spit at the face starin' back at the mirror,
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do you have any self-respect?
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So what the hell did you expect?
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Are you ready for the fallout, who ya gonna call out? x4
ending: A F#m D E A
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