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Tuning: G C E A
DYou hold your truth so pBmurely
Swerve not throAugh the mGinds of Bmmen
This lie, it is Adead
DAnd this cup of yours tastes hBmoly
A brush with the devilA can cleaGr your mBmind
And strengthen your spAine
But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce
And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance
GWhispers in the dDark
Steal a kAiss and you'll break a hBmeart
Pick up yourG clothes and curl your tDoes
Learn your lAesson, lead me Bmhome
Spare my Gsins for the aDrk
I was to Aslow to dBmepart
I'm a Gcad but I'm not a Bmflawed
I set Aout to serve the LoDrd.
GBut my hDeart
Was cGolder when you'd Dgone
GI lost my hDead
But Gfound the one that I loDved
Under thGe sunD
Under tAhe sunD
But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce
And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance
But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce
And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance
GBut my hDeart
GWas colder when you'd Dgone G
I lost my hDead
GBut still, while we are Dyoung
While we are BmyoungD
While we are BmyoungD
While we are BmyoungD