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Verso 1 Bm Don't try to wake me up A Bm Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow Bm Don't believe anything you say A Anymore, in the morn, in the morning Bm Bricks to this old house are breaking A Steel would have weathered but now forlorning Bm A It's alarming how loud the silence screams A No warn, no warn, no warning Bm A Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit A Bm And conversate, Conversate to the sounds Bm To the sounds of a record player A Bm With it's jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time Refrão Bm D A With downcast eyes A Bm There's more to living than being alive Bm D A With downcast eyes A Bm There's more to living than being alive Verso 2 Bm Are you where you thought you'd be A So beautiful and only twenty-three Bm Opposition rests in the hearts A With no, with no, with no opportunity Bm It's not that we don't talk A It's just no one really listens and honesty fades Bm Like a politician lost in the course A Bm All smiles and no one remembers our names Refrão x2 Bm Don't try to wake me up A Bm Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow Bm Don't believe anything I say A Anymore, in the morn, in the morning Refrão x2
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