Cupids Got A Brand New Gun

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[Verse 1]

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It's hiding in the corner
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Of every sacred place
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Before the ambush you won't want to
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Recognize its face

[Verse 2]

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It slithers like a viper
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Readies its attack
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Tears your flesh and soul apart
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Then clings on to your back

[Chorus]

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Not till it turns away
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Can you feel the pain of all the damage done
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And you may notice that
           C#m
This quick opiate
      B                 A
Might wear the wings of angels
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That's when you realize
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You've been shot down
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Wounded unto death by something called love

[Guitar Solo Chords]

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[Verse 3]

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It followed you to hell, Ange
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A double agent who
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Will listen to your every lie
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But never tell on you
E         E7         A
Just whisper to you true

[Verse 4]

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It promises you silk things
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But burns the clothes you wear
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Gives you leave in heaven
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And you scream that it's unfair
E              E7            A
To force you to compare

[Chorus]

A               G#
But not till it turns away
        C#m              B               A
Can you feel the pain of all the damage done
A               G#
And you may notice that
C#m
This quick opiate
      B                    A
Might wear the wings of angels
A                  G#
That's when you realize
            C#m  E        A   B   E
You've been shot down
F#m     G#m  A        B                C#m
Wounded unto death by something called love
            C#m  E        A   B   E
You've been shot down
F#m
Wounded
G#m          A        B                E
Wounded unto death by something called love