Bright Eyes – Trees Get Wheeled Away (Guitar)

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Anchormen spike their blood

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wear masks of mud

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cucumbers cut to fit their eyes

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and so no one would know how tired they've grown

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of talking and telling their lies

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While the tvs change stations

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scroll messages

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victims and Christians both, drinking blood

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and they'll pray for the destruction, of all hatred

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more often just those with hate for us

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Cause it hurts when you discover one's worse and one's better

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to suffer or cause others to

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and you can live by your conscience

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now guilt, is a concept

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you're no longer subscribing to

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There's a virgin in my bed

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and she's taking off her dress

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and I'm not sure what I am gonna do

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there's a song stuck in my head

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and I can't help singing it

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oh how i hope my singing pleases you

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cause this is not who I’ve become

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but what you make me into

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Oh we got no health insurance

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no cellular service

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no disease they can cure

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but we need more money to burn

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so each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth

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And those pills make me dizzy

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forgetting my body

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i watch as it walks away

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and i just keep drinking the poison

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and smoking the cartons

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a pack and a half a day

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so when time comes to claim me

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my friends and my family will gather around my grave

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and they'll believe that they knew me and love me and miss me

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and all call me by my name

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so imagine what you want

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and then hold on to that thought

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cause that's as close as it will ever come

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and believe you're where you are and keep acting out the part

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but at the end of the end of the day the trees all get wheeled away

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and you'll be standing alone in a blank blank space

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so believe you're who you are

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and stay in character

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but at the end of the play the audience walks away

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and I'll be shivering cold on a well lit stage.