C E F CC E F GC E I took the needle out of my arm aboutF C A year ago today,C E And every day since then I’ve been takingF G The needle out of my brain.F G So when I’m staring down at my hands I can’t explainE F Just what it is that I’m thinking of,G C Except thank god that all my veins have to pump is my blood.C E F CC E F GC E I’ve done you so much wrong I can’t believeF C You would still talk to me.Continúa después del anuncioC E And I say so much bullshit I can’t believeF G That anyone around me can breathe.F G I know that it’s a little dramatic,E F But the word for not changing is “dead.”G C So I’m getting better, my friends, but please don’t hold your breath.C E F CC E F GC E I met a man in rehab the first time,F C An organizer in prison.C E He lived in Chicago when the cops shot Fred Hampton,F G But he was just a kid back then.F G Justice doesn’t flow from police guns,E F I’m reminded of that all the time.G C As long as there is a law, peace will be a crime.C E F CC E F GC E What the news calls economics,F C I still call it violence.C E If your god is a judge or a jailer,F G I’m still an atheist.F G But I try to have faith in the things that will happen;E F I get saved from myself when i do.G C So maybe “god” isn’t the right word, but I believe in you.C E F CC E F G
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Ramshackle Glory
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