Tom: A
[Intro] F#m E F#m E
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A F#m
Stuck on the street
E
Watch debri pass my feet
A
And i'm wondering
F#m E
Where our legacies will lead
A F#m
Let the sun burns holes
E
In my soul and my cheek
A F#m
And i'll burn, burn, burn
E
When the black dogs retreat
( F#m E )
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A F#m
Another wishful verse
E
From a book that you would read
A F#m
If you had some faith
E
Or desire to believe
A F#m
In a faceless void filled
E
By pages incomplete
A F#m
So i'll burn, burn, burn
E
When the black dogs retreat
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