Searching for a Former Clarity Against Me!
No the doctors didn't tell[A] you, that you were dying[F#m]
They just col[E]lected their money, and s[D]ent you on your way.
But [A]you knew all along, went o[F#m]n pretending nothing was wrong.
you said [E]I will keep my focus, til[D]l the end.
And in th[A]e journal you kept, by [F#m]the side of your bed.
You wrot[E]e nightly in aspir[D]ation, of developing as an author.
Conf[A]essing childhood s[F#m]ecrets, of dressing up in womenâ??s clothes.
Compu[E]lsions you never knew the [D]reasons to,
Well eve[A]ryone, you e[F#m]ver meet or love,
be just relati[E]onship based on a[D] false presumption,
despite ever[A]yone, you ever [F#m]meet or love.
In the e[E]nd, will you [D]be all alone?
As th[A]e disease spreads slowly through your body,
pumped by y[F#m]our heart to the tips of your arms and your legs,
your g[E]reatest fear was that your mind wouldn't last,
your c[D]oherency and alertness would be the first things to fade,
as yo[A]ur hair thinned, as the weight fell off, as your teeth blackened,
as [F#m]the lesions spotted your skin,
as you f[E]ell to your knees in the center of the stage,
as you offered wit[D]ness to mortality in exchange for the ticket price,
as th[A]e lights blended into the continuing noise.
As [F#m]all hope was finally lost, adrenaline carried one last thought to fruition
Let this be the end.
Let this be the last song.
Let this be the end.
Let all be forgiven.
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