Dm Em F B A Would you say that your life is strange?G Am A Wisdom, pain and flowB Dm Em F B A All that I know is the sense of the gun in my faceG A A# C And I cannot trust them anymoreDm F C Pen again, identity, we repent and retreatDm F C Author of your sympathy has had enough to drinkDm B I cannot down another truthC B The story has to end before it´s all pretendC With no more to transcend [Chorus]F Dm I´m coming home to life unknownB C F Without the records or the milestonesF Dm And they are terminus roads lined in black roseB C#m F The grave remembrances of people that I´ve knownA D B F A D B Me the witness [Verse]Dm Em F B A Sew the doll in a mourning deadfallG Am A Call him stitch puppyB Dm Em F B A All that I see is the look of the knife in your backG A A# C Which I could have tracked and foreseenDm Stitch and bind in record timeF C No more than a creaseDm Sticking to the long goodbyeF C Guide them through their griefDm B F C The avatar of empty is some cold comfortingB And I could help you mendC But I don´t want to pretend [Chorus]F Dm I´m staying home but not aloneB C F I have a backbone fused from the headstonesDm And I am terminus, deafened to their tonesB C#m F The grace vibrations and sound hollows I´ve knownA D B F A D B Me the witness
Me The Witness
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