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e drums are sketchy in some places, and the ; :rhythm sounds off in some places, but this is the jist

‡ It was qui-et as we walked through King-ston Hand in ha-nd, the street-lights led us to where yo
We were a-lo-ne and all you could said was "all good things must come to an end" you sai-d the words in my mouth we
a-live than I was I guess i dont be-a-long here i guess i dont be-a-long Why not tie a noose a-round my neck?