Murder

F                              
Some of them standing, some were 
   Cm            F
waiting in the line
F                                 
As if there was something that 
  Cm                  D#
they thought they might find
Cm                          
Taking some strength from the 
  Gm            F            D#
feelings that always were shared
Cm                          F    
And in the background, the eyes 
           Bb
that just stared

F                           Cm   
What was it brought you out here 
        F
in the dark?
F                         Cm     
Was it your only way of making 
    D#
your mark
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Cm                          Gm    
Did you get rid of all the voices 
F        D#
in your head?
Cm                            F  
Do you now miss them and the 
             Bb
things that they said?

(Am G F C Dm G Dm Am F C Dm G)

G                          Dm    
On your own admission you raised 
        G
up the knife
G                            
And you brought it down ending 
   Dm           F
another man's life
Dm                        C     
When it was done you just threw 
G        F
down the blade
Dm                             
While the red blood spread wider 
           G         C
like the anger you made

G                            
I don't want this anger that's 
  Dm         G
burning in me
G                                 
It's something from which it's so 
Dm         F
hard to be free
Dm                            C  
But none of the tears that we cry
     G        F
 in sorrow or rage
Dm                               
Can make any difference, or turn 
G         C
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