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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo 3 [Verse]
I sCwear I´ll never sing the trFuth agCain AAm fool the oGne who trCies FFreedom is aG joke and Cmurder isAm a sin BCut the trFuth is a hanGgman in disCguise
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Cve travelled far from hFere to thCere I´Amve seen mGany a gCirl BFut there´s one who´s goGne so long and iCs still beyonAmd compare IC wonder whFere she iGs in this wCorld
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IC never signed up for tFhis gamCe IAm won´t run for wGhite or blCack IFf I win or loGse to me Cis all the Amsame BCut damn, IF want my hGoney baCck
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IC´m no scientist don´t coFunt on Cme MAmy calculations aGre all wrCong IF only put woGrds to the Cthings that AmI see ACnd sometimesF they wind Gup in a sCong
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IC´m no prophet if you thoFught I wCas IAm can´t tell the fGuture, Cno! IFf you meet soGmeone who´s Creading you Amthe stars IC can tell you rFight now he´Gs putting on Ca show
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WChen I get to the PeFarly GatCes AAmnd I´m allowed oGne plCea IF wouldn´t miss theG beers and I wCouldn´t miss tAmhe steaks BCut the sweeFtness of GmortalityC