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Em G A cold winter sun D Asus4 A My feet underground Em G A pale windless city Bm A numbness for sound A Em I'll wait, back here G All that you notice D Asus4 A A moment in time Em G A photograph lost here Bm Since you were mine A G D I'll wait back here F#m Bm A G Or should I start pushing my way back D Yeah... F#m Bm A G Should I start pushing my way back Em G I walk past your room D Asus4 A In deep silhouette Em G You're tired of racing Bm You're down and I said A Em I'll wait, back here G A cold end, an evening D Asus4 A A soaked cigarette Em G Bm I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met A G D I'll wait back here F#m Bm A G Or should I, start pushing my way back D Yeah F#m Bm A Should I start pushing my way home F# G Cold, and the whiskey is wearing A Bm And I'm on the edge of my breath F# Ohh G And I'm thinking of leaving A I could just lay down A B G A Lay down and freeze to death. B Em A D Yeah... Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Em Asus4 A Ohhh B G A B Yeah Em A D Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Em Asus4 A Ohhh Hold on Em G A cold winter sun D Asus4 A My feet underground Em G A pale windless city D A numbness for sound
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