Am F What becomes of me when even I can't take my disregardAm F To life's demanding rules, those who keep the weak minded behind bars?Am F When did I forget the words my father said and what I was taught?Am F Will I need regret to haunt my inexistence so I can see for once?D/F# F Throw my ashes down in the gutterD/F# F If they don't sort it out call it murderContinúa después del anuncioPassagem: Am FAm F What if I grow old with nothing left but my youth's deeds and dreams?Am F My faith was always there, even not knowing what to believe.Am F Now the time has turned, I search for something real, I need my essence backAm F Blowing with the wind, I know I'll find the answer when I know which way is homeD/F# F Throw my ashes down in the gutterD/F# F If they don't sort it out call it murderPassagem: G Am F 3xG Am F AmD/F# F Throw my ashes down in the gutterD/F# F If they don't sort it out call it murderD/F# F Wisdom won't change where the sun setsD/F# F E Am It will only teach how to walk in the dark
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