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F Am My life is like a wound, I scratch so I can bleed F Am Regurgitate my words, I write so I can feed F Am And Death grows like a tree, that's planted in my chest F Am Its roots are at my feet, I walk so it won't rest (Bb F A) F Am Oh, Baby I am Lost... (x2) F Am I try to push the colors through a prism back to white F Am To sync our different pulses into a blinding light F Am And if love is not the key. If love is not a key. F Am I hope that I can find a place where it could be (Bb F A) (F Am)(x2) F I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question Am That I'm not as yet aware that I have asked F And if that tree had not drunk my tears Am I would have bled and cried for all the years That I alone have let them pass F Am Oh, Baby I am yours (x4) (F Am F)
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