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| neon lights and slinking |
| G | G7 | |
| purple skies squeeze out soft regrets from | all our lives as |
| C | Am | |
| i greet another door that opens | in |
| C | D | C | |
| to that place that we r | epeatedly be | gin |
| G | C | G | |
| I'm | tangled u | p in tries |
| C | D | |
| slipping on | "i wonder why" |
| C | D | G | |
| i | face affe | ction, not emb | race. |
| G | |
| another urban wasteland thick with fears |
| G7 | |
| i see lights that shine like f | rozen television tears |
| C | Am | |
| or dying embers of an | other day |
| C | D | |
| please tell me what it is i, i | wanna say |
| G | C | G | |
| I'm tangl | ed up in t | ries |
| C | D | |
| slipping on | "i wonder why" |
| C | D | G | |
| i | face affe | ctionate embra | ce. |
| Riff |
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