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INTRO:
Eb, F#, C#, Ab, Bb, Eb, F#, Ab, C#, Eb
Eb F# C#
Iâm marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust
Ab Bb Eb
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
B Bb C# Eb
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust
Eb F# C#
Iâm sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Ab Bb Eb
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
B Bb
But itâs much worse where you are
C# Eb
So will you go for it?
Eb
I have a feeling you might
Eb
Feeling you might
F#
Somebody somewhere
Bb C#
Will clean out your wounds
Ab
With dirty fingers
Eb
Weâll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
Weâll bury the lie
Bury the lie
(Eb, F#, C#, Ab, Bb, Eb, F#, Ab, C#, Eb)
Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out
The residents donât even notice the sudden shouts
When your eyes can adjust and you see whatâs in view
Discolored and distempered smiles that seen you
Do you realize we were all once like you?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
Weâll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
Weâll bury the lie
Bury the lie
(Ab, Eb, B, Bb, C#)
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
Eb F# C#
Running lies my noise and you heard about the Pit
Ab Bb Eb
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
B
We can talk about it later
Bb C# Eb
But I think youâve given in
B
We can talk about it later
Bb C# Eb
But I think youâve given in
Eb
I had a feeling you might
Eb
Bury the lie
Oh, oh
Eb, F#, C#, Ab, Bb, Eb, F#, Ab, C#, Eb
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