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B E x3
E
E C# G# A B E
Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps
E C# G# A B
Pounced with fire on flaming roads, using ideas as my maps
C# G# A B
We'll meet on edges, soon said I, proud 'neath heated brow
E A E
Ah but I was so much older then
A B E
I'm younger than that now
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, rip down all hate I scream
Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my skull I dreamed
Romantic flanks of musketeers, foundation deep somehow
Ah but I was so much older...
In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preach
My pathway led to confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow
Ah but I was so much older...
E C# G# A B E
E C# G# A B
C# G# A B
Ah but I was so much older...
Yes my guards stood hard when abstract threats too nobel to neglect
Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow
Ah but I was so much older...
Ah but I was so much older...
Ah but I was so much older...
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