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Em D
Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
C
The last thing that your hands will fell
B
Your final flight can't be delayed
Em D
No land just sky it's so serene
C
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
B
You fry and melt I love the scene
G D
Sometimes I fantasize
C
When the streets are cold and lonely
G
And the cars they burn below me
G D
Don't these times fill your eyes
C
When the streets are cold and lonely
G
And the cars they burn bellow me
D
Are you alone
Em
Is anybody home
Em - D - C - B
(Igual ao primeiro verso)
I'M STANDING WARM AGAINST THE COLD
NOW THAT THE FLAMES
HAVE TAKEN HOLD
AT LEAST YOU LEFT YOUR LIFE IN STYLE
AND FOR AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
TIN TWISTED GRILLS GRIN BACK AT ME
BAD MONEY DIES I LOVE THE SCENE