Based On A True Story

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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  Shade is shelter   from the 
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sinking
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  Kind and knowing of  my heart
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   All I know was taken from me
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   What I perceived had gone 
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away
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   Now I feel the light exposing
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Am          C             F
   Things I never thought I'd say

[Chorus]
C                       Am
 Shake me now I might believe
C                   Am
 All before me is a dream
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 And kill the feeling of antipathy

[Verse 2]
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  Fingers pointing to the ceiling
Am          C               F   
  The faces burned into the 
    G
walls
Am             C                  
  The ghost of lies was born this 
F        G
evening
Am             C              F 
  The laughter echoes own the 
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halls

[Chorus]
C                       Am
 Shake me now I might believe
C                   Am
 All before me is a dream
G                          F
 And kill the feeling of antipathy

[Bridge]
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  But if you leave it up to me
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  I won't believe it for myself
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  And all that's left is to be free
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  From the pictures on the shelf

[Guitar Solo]
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[Out-Chorus]
C                       Am
 Shake me now I might believe
C                   Am
 All before me is a dream
G                          F
 And kill the feeling of antipathy
C                  Am
 I can feel you in my hand
C             Am
 Like I did before and when
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Things were simple we could 
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understand