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Em Bm Em Bm
Em Bm
I see myself
Em Bm
Surrounded by the flames and aches of pain
Em Bm
What else can I say?
Em Bm
I can't sit here much longer
A G A G
C#5 D5
But if I were real
C#5
I could hold you in my arms
D C#5 D
And then you wouldn't feel alone
A G A G
She came into the room
And asked me why it rains and where it drains
I can't find my way
Around here anymore
*bridge*
chorus
Sittin' in the livingroom
Holding photographs of you and me and...
*bridge*
chorus
C#5 D5
But the way it is
C#5
When you hold me in your arms
D C#5 D
But I can't can't feel a thing.
E A E A E A E A
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