Composição Buck, Mills, Stipe Introdução: B B It's only when your poison spins into the life you'd hoped to live A and suddenly you wake up in a shaken panic now B You had set me up like a lamb to slaughter Garbo as a farmer's daughter Unbelievable, the gospel according to who? A I lay right down F# All your sad and lost apostles A E hum my name and flare their nostrils F# E Choking on the bones you tossed to them F# now I'm not one to sit and spin A E because living well's the best revenge D A E Baby, I am calling you on that B Don't turn your talking points on me. History will set me free A The future is ours and you don't even rate a footnote now! B So who's chasing you? Where did you go? You disappear mid-sentence In a judgement crisis I see my in and go for it A You weakened shill. F# All your sad and lost apostles A E hum my name and flare their nostrils F# E Choking on the bones you tossed to them F# now I'm not one to sit and spin A E because living well is the best revenge D A E and baby, I am calling you on that B You savor your dying breath I forgive but I don't forget You work it out, let's hear that argument again A Camera three... GO NOW! F# All your sad and lost apostles A E hum my name and flare their nostrils F# E Choking on the bones you tossed to them F# now I'm not one to sit and spin A E because living well is the best revenge D A E and baby, I am calling you on that D A E Baby, I am calling you on that D A E Baby, I am calling you on that
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