Am C E You're so happy now burning a candle at both ends Your self-loving soothes and softens the blows you've invented Crack's healing up future soul forgive this mess You wait twenty years and wind up alone demented Dm F C E Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins And we'll pray that there's no god to punish us and make a fuss
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