Tonart: E major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
hands that you adore
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Have done more harm than the mines
of the Normandy shore
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This tongue that you'd engage
Takes its words from the
And I think
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Your God, your God, your God
Am
Is just an old collage of quotes
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Is feeling his oats, he's feeling his oats,
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he's feeling his
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Every song that's drenched in light
F
Is soft and calm as the sparrow's flight
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It's just a balm in the distant night
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Breaking families for just the blues
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I'm not a faggot.
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These same lips that you would trust
Have told more lies
Am
than the spies in the Tripoli dust
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This spine that keeps me straight
Am
Bends and breaks like the rhyme
in its natural state
Am
is just a kiss on Dostoyevsky's dice
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Your God, your God, your God
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is playing too nice, is playing too nice,
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is playing too
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These bloodlines that keep
Combined with our post -craft faith
D
You're too blind to lead this way
when all of us eat from the
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same plate
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These fair hands that you adore
Have done more harm
Am
than the Hellcats break in four
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This tone that you'd engage
Speaks to the thiever
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who falls right off the
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Am
E
C
stage
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B
You
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