am
There is nowhere left to hide.
G
There is nothing to be done.
F
No people to be saved.
am G
No pets were never named-forty miles from the
am
sun.
am
As darkness craves the mind.
G
We'll come undone without our pride.
F
No time on earth to come.
am G
All the pleasures just begun-forty miles from
G
the sun.
am
In our coats beneath the layers.
G
Wash my skin of all the hate.
F
We should sleep in late.
am G
Everything just kind of grates-forty miles from
am
the sun.
am
I need to loose to make it right.
G
I'll confront the stars tonight. I
F
will babble I will bite.
am
You'll never know how much you shine-forty
G am
miles from the sun.




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