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My Life In The Knife Trade Boy Sets Fire
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[Em]I re[G]member the [C]icy walls that shot up from nowhere,
[Em]and I can [G]see every [C]lie you've ever told yourself.
[Em]You bleed me dry[G] and I don't ask why[C] but I'm left with the dust.
[Em]Judas kiss I dismiss[G] thank you all for this[C] I am untouched (I am)
Chorus:
[G]Wait ag[C]ain I'm n[Em]ot through with the [C]screaming!
[G]I cont[C]end that [Em]you've got nothing [C]better to do.
[Em]I'd trade my [D]life for a [C]barrel of [G]gold,
[Em]find someone [D]else before [C]I get too [G]old,
[Em]if I live my [D]life for [C]aesthetic [G]gain
[Em]will you [D]repay me with[C] all you[G]r shame?
Verse 2:
I can see every light inside your brain go on every time that I walk by for nods and whispers.
Your comfort in my suffering is no longer disturbing,
I'm lost beyond your petty stopwatch in life's real time (lifes real).
Chorus 2:
Wait again I'm not through with the screaming!
I contend that you've got nothing better to do.
I'd trade my life for a barrel of gold,
find someone else before I get too old,
if I live my life for aesthetic gain will you repay me with all your shame?
Bridge:
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Don't get up I was only leaving the room.
When the door of your judgment swings back around again,
maybe I'll stop to watch your act and I'll go on my way!
[G]
I[D]'ve seen quite e[Em]nough of too many childish [C]games.
I'm ash[G]amed of every [D]moment and that I[Em] ever gave them the time of day. [C]
All the[G] worst enemies ar[D]e somehow always friends[Em] that used to be... [C] [G]
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