[ Предположительная тональность: Em ] G C Em D G C Em D G Don't know if I believe in god C But sometimes I pray Em Because the way I was raised D Keeps me afraid G C A scientist that has to have his way Em D I subsist of a steady diet of shame C Em G I hope I can forgive me C Em D For having the nerve to exist C Em G I hope someone can help me C Em G Make some sense of this G I work a ten hour grave C From nine to seven Em And I can't fall asleep D Until eleven past eleven G There's no drug that I can take C That will keep me from being awake Em D Past my, past my bedtime G C Truckers are the blood in the veins of the body of America Em D States are the arms and the legs and the brains and the eyes G C There's a disease spreading from organ to organ Em D And you are the white blood cell that fixes the problem C Em G You don't know your own power C Em D You don't know what you're worth C Em G You don't recognize your valor C D And until you do, nothing you do will matter G C Em D G C Em D
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