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Fmaj7 G C C/A Am
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What a pity that it is
The way to come back home
I tried to make a point
To sell the last of what I own
Well I can feel your breeze
Begin to choke my living soul
But I promise that its worth it
What a pity that it is
I tried to make the words become a kingdom to your soul
No matter how I try its just a lyric nothing more
And it cant be worth it
What a pity that it is
To know that your alone
I tried to clean your place up and make it feel like you were home
No matter how I tried, still the house won't send you now
And I'm not really worth it
No Im never really worth it
And its not really worth it
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