Verse 1:
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Breathing in the dark, lying on its side
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The ruins of the day painted with a scar
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And the more I straighten out, the less it wants to try
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The feelings start to rot, one wink at a time, oh
 
Chorus 1:
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  Forgiving who you are for what you stand to gain
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Just know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
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When you get out of bed don't end up stranded
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Horrified with each stone, on the stage my little dark age
 
Interlude -x4-: Gbm
 
Verse 2:
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Picking through the cards, knowing what's nearby
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The carvings on the face say they find it hard
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And the engine's failed again, all limits of disguise
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The humor's not the same coming from denial, oh
 
Chorus 2:
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  I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
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I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
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If you get out of bed and find me standing
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All alone, open-eyed, burn the page my little dark age
 
Instrumental -x2-: Gbm Dbm7 B7 Bdim Gbm Db7 Gbm Db7
 
Chorus 3:
Bm   Dbm         A        D  Dbm          Bm
  I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
     Dbm             A          D    Dbm  Bm
You know that if it hides, it doesn't go away
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If I get out of bed You'll see me standing
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all alone, Horrified, On the stage My little dark age
 
Interlude -x4-: Gbm
 
Bridge:
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Giddy with delight
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Seeing what's to come
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The image of the dead
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Dead ends in my mind
 
Chorus 4:
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  Policemen swear to god love's seeping from the guns
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I know my friends and I would probably turn and run
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If you get out of bed, come find us heading
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For the Bridge, bring a stone, all the rage my little dark age
 
Chorus 3:
Bm   Dbm        A       D         Dbm     Bm
  I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
   Dbm               A       D     Dbm  Bm
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
    Dbm             A       D     Bm
If you get out of bed and find me standing
 Db                    Db7
All alone, open-eyed, burn the page my little dark age
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