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[Intro 1]
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[C]

[Verse 1]
Curtain [C]comes down,
[D]confession beg[C]ins.
Not all of them made it,
so [D]I'm glad some of them stayed until the end
To see [C]a s[D]elf r[Csus2]ight eous
young [C]man [D]turn par[C]ody.
But nothing is more uplifting [D]than finally
admitting you were living a lie.
Tears down my [G]face again as [Bm]I
place my [D]head in my hands
Dark[G]ness comes and it consumes all
my past dread [D]is exhumed
Breakdown in [G]short [D]succession interrupt
the [E]bouts of [Em]depression
[G]Fables [D]and[G] methods for coping
effective as protest un[D]spoken
Praise gone, [G]money [D]spent
Just a kid wondering where [G]his dad [D]went
Old man life spent
Carved a legacy never made [C]a d[D]ent.
Thirty Three was [G]so [B]complex screamed
the singed [Bm]from [D]the crucifix
Well, [G]it was me down on bended knees,
praying to a god in whom I [Em]"don't be[D]lieve".
In a way it is all that it [G]gleams,
[D]but why do we [Bm]kill ourselves [E]to end [Em]the dream?
[G]Is it commit[D]ments that [G]bind me
or am I consumed by vanity?
[D]Praise gone, money spent
Just as kid wondering where [C]his [G]dad [D]went
Old man life spent
Carved a legacy never [C]made a dent.
[B]How can it be maintained?
The [D]way I make my living
has driven me insane.
It's [B]a 21st century irony,
where [D]everything you hoped for in life gives you more anxiety.
Praise gone, [C]money [G]spent[D]
Just as kid wondering where [C]his dad [D]went
Old man life spent
Carved a legacy never made [C]a d[D]ent.
[C]Rapt [D]attention turns [C]malaise.
I accept it.
[D]Can't remain unaffected by
the changing [C]days.
I'm [D]not ungrateful; I cherish
the time we spent.
When the day comes to say good[C]bye,
un[D]derstand, this is why.
Praise [C]gone, [D]money spent
Just as kid wondering where [C]his dad [D]went
Old man life spent
Carved a legacy never [C]made [D]a[C]
[D]den[C]t.[D]

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