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C5
something - filled up
A5
my heart - with nothin'
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someone - told me not to cry.

C5
but now that - i'm older
A5
my heart's - colder -
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and i can - see that it's a lie.

(repete)

children - wake up
hold your - mistake up
before they - turn the summer into dust.

if the children - don't grow up
our bodies get bigger. but our hearts get torn up
we're just a million little gods causing rain storms turning every good thing to rust.
i guess we'll just have to adjust.

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with my lighning bolts a-glowin'
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i can see where i am going to be when
      F5
the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

C5
better look out below!

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