Cemetery

Strung Out

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Key:
B An electric concrete fantasy, where the billboards keep on warning me,
B that if I don't keep moving I'll get stuck in this place, where nobody gets out alive. [Solo 1]
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B The dead all came to play in this
G metropolitan decay, a cemetery
E called Los Angeles.
B The sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest, as all
G E the STARS fall from the sky. [Chorus 1]
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D Now we've all sold our souls, we're
B E just waiting for the show to
F# begin here at the edge. [Verse 2]
B What the hell we doing here, we're everywhere but no one's here,
G E bodies in motion, desperate motion.
B The angels have all gone insane, I
G know I'll never be the same, so
E let it ride, we're going for a ride. [Chorus 2]
D Now we've all sold our souls, we're
B E just waiting for the show to
F# begin here at the edge.
D Now I watch those zombies
B celebrate, the burning of their
E F# favorite hereti-ics... and demigods. [Solo 2]
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E [Other]
B The dead all came to play in this
G metropolitan decay, a cemetery
E called Los Angeles.
B The dead all came to play in this
G metropolitan decay, a cemetery
E called Los Angeles.
B The dead all came to play in this
G metropolitan decay, a cemetery
E called Los Angeles.
B The dead all came to play in this
G metropolitan decay, a cemetery
E called Los Angeles.
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Composition: Strung Out

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