A                          D
My street as I remember is still the same
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Wonder what the people around here say
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Only I can turn things the other way
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I think my friends have all gave up on me

A                  D
Untie my chains, I reach out in apology
Dbm                    D
Then dance dance dance into the future with me
Dbm                Bm
Beware the fences, and the prison defences 
    Dbm                                  D
And the lies they say inside these walls commitments involuntary

A                      D
It's later when the TV turns to static
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It's quiet on the edge of my bed up in the attic
Dbm                             Bm          Dbm
How I got home tonight seemed so automatic, systematic
                              D
Now the outside world looks so cinematic

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A                        D
Only the lonely, in this correctional facility
Dbm                         D
Isn't it sad, isn't it sad, isn't it a pity
Dbm
In the still of every night,
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I pray for the dumbest to be loved unwillingly 
D                            Dbm
From in a place where no man truly 
D               Dbm
Can ever really walk away
Bm               Dbm       D
I didn't want to walk away

A                      D
It's later when the TV turns to static
Dbm                              D
It's quiet on the edge of my bed up in the attic
Dbm                            Bm           Dbm
How I got home tonight seemed so automatic, systematic
                            D
Now the outside world looks so cinematic
 
( A   D  Dbm  D  Dbm  Bm  Dbm  D )

A                      D
It's later when the TV turns to static
Dbm                              D
It's quiet on the edge of my bed up in the attic
Dbm                           Bm            Dbm
How I got home tonight seemed so automatic, systematic
                            D
Now the outside world looks so cinematic

A                      D
It's later when the TV turns to static
Dbm                              D
It's quiet on the edge of my bed up in the attic
Dbm                           Bm            Dbm
How I got home tonight seemed so automatic, systematic
                            D
Now the outside world looks so cinematic

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