Brittle Spirit Chords by A Feast For Kings

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[Abm] I'm so _ sorry, I'm so [E] sorry. _
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[Abm] And I lay it down, [E] and I'm too [B] slow.
You think that you can [Gb] relate, but I can't sit [Abm] down.
You don't [E] know the things that are your fault.
_ [B] The story's always [Gb] the same in [Abm] another _ _ sense.
I'm so [E] _ _
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_ [Abm] sorry.
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] Words are so meaningless.
_ I've turned myself [A] into a map.
You put [Ab] it in my glasses.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I feel my [Eb] _ _
_ [Am] _ [Ab] head is floating.
Rusty weight inside of me.
A brittle, broken spirit. _ _
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[Ab] What you've done.
I'm at the back [Gb] of your head.
I'm a fool for you to return.
We [Am] can never hide [Bb] each others' truth.
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[Am] so sorry.
[Ab] I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
[Gb] I feel my head is floating.
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_ _ _ [Fm] Rusty weight in my head.
I'm a fool for you to return.
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_ _ [B] _ [Db] What you've done.
I'm at the back of your head.
This is my second murder.
This is my second murder.
I [Ab] feel this is the [B] lie.
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ I _ _
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[Dbm] _ _ _ go inside a hole, inside [E] _ _ _ _ [Gb] a mere well.
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[Abm] Let me down, [E] let me down.
You say [B] you think that you can [Gb] relate, but I can see it [Abm] now.
You don't know [E] the things that I have been through.
[B] The story's always [Ab] the [Gb] same in [Abm] another's _ eyes.
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_ _ [Abm] I'm all alone.
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[Am] _ [Ab] _ Why'd you do [A] me? _
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[G] _ _ Truth is a sort of god.
It's a middle way [Ab] to the soul.
You are not alone.
_ [A] _ _ [G] _ Let the truth go.
Every [Gb] word's a ruin.
_ [Ab] You are not alone.
You [Dbm] are not [Ab] alone. _ _ _
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