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**Intro and Verse**
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||-----2-2---5-5-5--4-4--2-2-2--2-2/--5-5-5--7-7--5-5-5-5---||
|-3-3-3--2-2--0-0-0-------------------5-5--3-3-3-3---||
**Chorus**(part one)
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||-----6--6---6--6--9--9--9---5--5--5---||
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Play the chorus part one 6 times then play the chorus part two 1 time.
**Chorus**(part two)
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||-4--4--4--4--4----2--2--2--2---||
**Interlude**
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**Verse1:
He is gonna chase you in and out of a dream
You´re not gonna thank him and I´m tired of this dream
Take him on occassion in the back of the room
If they don´t show any affection he´ll died in June
**Chorus1:
See the stab wounds in his hands
See him dying in his room
He´s dying in his room
He´s dying in his room
Heading for me, heading this way
He is coming, I don´t care
**Verse2:
I don´t want to thank you, well I don´t mind
Gave his only pleasures to a friend of mine
He´s not gonna catch you in a lighted room
You don´t thank him I know I should
**Chorus2:
See the stab wounds in his hands
You killed him, I don´t care
Keep a promise, you would too
Keep a promise, you would too
See the silence in his head
He is coming, I don´t care
**Verse3:
We´re not gonna make it, well I don´t mind
They don´t want to thank him, they don´t have any time
In a conversation whom they don´t know
They don´t have any patience, they´re becoming slow
**Chorus3:
See a famine in his head
See him coming at their heels
He loves you, give him a chance
I don´t love him, I don´t care
See him starving, give her hell
It is over, we don´t care In His Room




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