Intro:

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Verse:

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I was born into self actualization,
F#m
I knew exactly who I was,
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but I never got my chance to be young.

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So when you lay me inside of a coffin,
F#m
bury me on the side of the hill.
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Thats a good place to get some thinking done.

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It didnt work out the way that I planned it.
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They all seem to want to take it away,
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everything that I thought to be true.

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So its obvious to me somebody, somewhere
F#m
must have really done a number on you
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and I know because the fuckers got me too.

"Chorus":

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All the pretty horses,
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all flowers and trees,
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they will all mean less than nothing
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when it all has come to be.

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God sent me a vision of the future
F#m
in a dream on a Saturday night
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and I see no reason to celebrate.

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For when I saw it I wept like a child.
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It came to me like a knife in the chest.
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You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and ache.

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So Father, if its possible,
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let this cup pass me by.
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But if it cant without my drinking it,
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then thy will be done.

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