Am E C G In a crooked little town they were lost and never found Dm F E Fallen leaves fallen leaves fallen leaves on the ground Run away before you drown or the streets will beat you down Fallen leaves fallen leaves fallen leaves on the ground Am E I hitched a ride until the coast to leave behind all of my ghosts Am E C G F E Searching for something I couldn't find at home Can't get no job can you spare a dime just one more hit and I'll be fine I swear to god this'll be my one last time When it gets dark in Pigeon Park voice in my head will soon be fed By the vultures that circle round the dead Dm Am I never once thought I'd ever be caught Staring at sidewalks hiding my track marks E I left my best friends or did they just leave me
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