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- MI LAsus2
Looking back at the crash site,
MI LAsus2 I don't see me by the road side.
MI SOL#Well this heart is on wheels tonight,
- DO#m DO#m7 LA
Straight through the ghettos and without
lights.
- MI LAsus2
Now every heart has a blind side,
MI LAsus2 Where he learns how to improvise.
MI SOL#Well this place is a whorehouse tonight,
- DO#m DO#m7 LA
Cheaper lovers make expensive wives--
- DO#m MI SI SOL#
--But all of these horses that you chase
around,
DO#m DO#m7 FA# FA#mIn the end they are the ones that always
bring you
SIdown.
This invisible city, Where no one sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
Now all of these voices,
And all of these noises.
With all of their illusions of choices,
They've come to my door with one dozen roses.
The imitation of good thief,
Is how you stumble upon hate.
It may of been the first of mistakes,
When we held on to listening that opened the gates--
--Now all of these horses that you chase around,
In the end they are the ones that always bring you
down.
This invisible city, where no one sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
Now I try not to tell lies,
But there's pressures from inside.
So I've learned how to compromise,
Good people for alibis--
--But all of these horses that you chase around,
In the end they are the ones that always bring you
down.
This invisible city, where no one sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
- MI
Looking back at the crash site,
LAsus2
MII don't see me by the road side.
- LAsus2
MI Well this heart is on wheels
SOL#..tonight,
- DO#m
Straight through the ghettos and
DO#m7 LA .. without
lights.
MINow every heart has a blind side,
LAsus2- MI
Where he learns how to improvise.
LAsus2
MI SOL#Well this place is a whorehouse
..tonight,
DO#m DO#m7 LACheaper lovers make expensive
..wives--
DO#m MI- SI SOL#
--But all of these horses that
..you chase
around,
DO#m DO#m7 FA#In the end they are the ones that
FA#m..always
bring you
SIdown.
This invisible city, Where no one
..sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the
..dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
Now all of these voices,
And all of these noises.
With all of their illusions of
..choices,
They've come to my door with one
..dozen roses.
The imitation of good thief,
Is how you stumble upon hate.
It may of been the first of
..mistakes,
When we held on to listening that
..opened the gates--
--Now all of these horses that
..you chase around,
In the end they are the ones that
..always bring you
down.
This invisible city, where no one
..sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the
..dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
Now I try not to tell lies,
But there's pressures from
..inside.
So I've learned how to
..compromise,
Good people for alibis--
--But all of these horses that
..you chase around,
In the end they are the ones that
..always bring you
down.
This invisible city, where no one
..sees nothing.
Where touching faces--In the
..dark.
Feeling pretty is so hard.
- SUONA ANCHE ..
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