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Another from the new Ghost Mice/Ramshackle Glory Split Album (2013) All of the chords are barre chords again. C#m A G# Okay I might be full of hatred but I ain't no god of war C#m A G# I will pack my bags when I can't take it anymore A G# Let them come let their towers rise A G# Let them choke our streets let them block out our skies C#m G# A E I will be so far away, I'll go C#m G# A E Looking for some greener home C#m G# A E Dig a deep dark dreadful hole A G# And throw my memories away A G# And never will I ever come to visit their C#m B A G# grave C#m B A G# C#m B A G# C#m B A G# C#m A G# I was the young adventurer that found a secret land C#m A G# I made a map of it on the back of my hand A G# And the days were long and made of gold A G# The nights held secrets newer to be told C#m B A E Now the sun doesn't rise as high these days C#m B A E And they burn witches at the stake C#m B A E And when the last of the magic fades A G# I will go, I will go again A G# I'll find another home or I will die trying C#m B A C#m And maybe it's just me I know C#m B A C#m Maybe I just got too old C#m B A C#m Maybe I refused to grow A G# But the ghosts here can't be wrong A G# They hear my laments and they always sing along C#m G# A Things have got much worse C#m G# A Greed's a gruesome curse C#m G# A It's covering the earth G# A You can lock yourself inside G# A Or you can hide yourself in lies G# A Or forget what came before C#m G# A G# C#m Or start saying your prayer to the god of war!
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