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| C | |
| In the end |
| G | F | |
| Your just as well being he | re |
| C | |
| And out amongst |
| G | F | |
| The frozen ponds and parks |
| C | |
| I understand |
| G | F | |
| The clarity, the solitud | e |
| C | G | |
| But I'm beginning to think |
| F | |
| I said too much |
| Am | G | F | |
| My words | don't | turn you | on |
| Am | G | F | |
| Your her | e less | than your g | one |
| Am | G | F | |
| The s | park still fi | ghts the wors | t |
| Am | G | F | |
| Where's the h | unger | wheres the t | hirst |
| C | |
| Anymore |
| I felt the fight |
| I felt the good |
| So I'm awake |
| Its not the dream |
| I hope it was the last |
| Your cubicles, your tentacles |
| Will still find you |
| You cant hide from all the weight and wear |
| My words dont turn you on |
| Your here less then your gone |
| The spark still fights the worst |
| Where's the hunger wheres the thirst |
| Anymore |
| Anymore(x5) |