F#m E A [vs 1]F#m E A Two days gone, somebodyF#m E Checked in on you - that unsettling smell Had gotten intoA All the tenant's roomsE F#m You were found sitting upE All alone in the bathtub, your clothes dryF#m But your brother doesn't want to knowE F#m E A And nobody told your caseworker you're dead [v2]F#m E Weightlifting magazines, your little TV setsA Your cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettesF#m Some ad sent you a big fakeE Million dollar billA You thought it was the real thing You were gonna buy the world [bridge]D Bm How crushing it must have been to findA This is not your place, this is Not your timeF#m At least you're numb to the sunE Crashing down uponD F#m E A Your fifty-something headF#m E AD E Time's already working hard against the mindF#m A There is no kindness, there's a different Kind of crimeD E Voices you were hearing baby-blueF#m Was it GodE D Why did he only want to talk to you Your forgotten mindE F#m E A Is also, also mineF#m E A
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