[Verse]
Dm Em F B A
Would you say that your life is strange?
G Am A
Wisdom, pain and flow
B Dm Em F B A
All that I know is the sense of the gun in my face
G A A# C
And I cannot trust them anymore
Dm F C
Pen again, identity, we repent and retreat
Dm F C
Author of your sympathy has had enough to drink
Dm B
I cannot down another truth
C B
The story has to end before it´s all pretend
C
With no more to transcend
[Chorus]
F Dm
I´m coming home to life unknown
B C F
Without the records or the milestones
F Dm
And they are terminus roads lined in black rose
B C#m F
The grave remembrances of people that I´ve known
A D B F A D B
Me the witness
[Verse]
Dm Em F B A
Sew the doll in a mourning deadfall
G Am A
Call him stitch puppy
B Dm Em F B A
All that I see is the look of the knife in your back
G A A# C
Which I could have tracked and foreseen
Dm
Stitch and bind in record time
F C
No more than a crease
Dm
Sticking to the long goodbye
F C
Guide them through their grief
Dm B F C
The avatar of empty is some cold comforting
B
And I could help you mend
C
But I don´t want to pretend
[Chorus]
F Dm
I´m staying home but not alone
B C F
I have a backbone fused from the headstones
Dm
And I am terminus, deafened to their tones
B C#m F
The grace vibrations and sound hollows I´ve known
A D B F A D B
Me the witness
