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(Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B) Was that somebody screaming It wasn't me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows Put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought And head for the door (Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B) Outside on the pavement The dark makes no noise I can feel the sweat on my lips Leaking into my mouth I'm heading out for the steep hills They're leaving me no choice Em G D Am C G D Am And see...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D Am We believe through the lies and the hating Am Em That love goes free Em9/B For want of an option Em9 I run the wind round Em9+/Bb I dream pictures of houses burning Gm/D Never knowing nothing else to do F C With death comes the morning Gm Unannounced and new (Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B) Was it too much to ask for To pull a little weight They forgive everything but greatness These are scoundrel days And I'm close to calling out their names As pride hits my face Em G D Am C G D Am See...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D We believe through their lies and the hating Am Gm F C Eb Gm F C Eb That love goes free through scoundrel days Gm F C Eb Gm F C Eb (Em9/B Em9 Em9+/Bb Gm/D Dm Gm Em9/B) I reach the edge of town I've got blood in my hair Their hands touch my body From everywhere But I know as I've made it As I run into the air Em G D Am C G D Am And see...as our lives are in the making Em G D Am C G D Am We believe through the lies and the hating Am Em G D Am C G D That love goes free Am Gm Through scoundrel days
Written by Magne 'Mags' Furuholmen, Pål Waaktaar
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