• A
  • Bm
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Tono:
Bm F#m D Suddenly every machine stopped at
Bm once,
D F#m and the monitors beeped the last
A time.
Bm F#m Bm Hundreds of thousands of hospital
D beds,
Bm F#m and all of them empty but
D A mi-i-i-ine.
Bm F#m D Well, I was lying down with my
Bm feet in the air,
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D F#m A completely unable to move.
Bm F#m Bm The bed was misshaped, and
D awkward and tall,
Bm F#m and clearly intended for
D A D you-oo-oo-oo oo-oo-oo You checked yourself out when you put me to bed, and tore that old band off your wrist. But you came back to see me for a minute or less, and left me your ring in my fist. My hair started growing, my face became yours, my femur was breaking in half. The sensation was scissors and too much to scream, so instead, I just started to laugh. Suddenly every machine stopped at once, and the monitors beeped the last time. Hundreds of thousands of hospital beds, and all of them empty but mine.
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Composición: Peter Silberman

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