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Am Am/G Am I got a secret, what I've done ain't right Dm Am I got a secret, what I've done ain't right E The blame comes and goes Am Eating at my soul, where was my mind? Am Am/G Am There was a snake charmer, calling out my name Dm Am There was a snake charmer, calling out my name E For my darkest thoughts Am A couple bourbon shots, and I was game Am It is a comfort, veiling out the guilt Dm Am But when the devil comes, our peace it jilts E I check both sides of streets Am But my conscious' flees, God, help me see
Written by Gustavo Bertoni Jardim
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