Needle of death

F#m    2-4-4-2-2-2
Eadd9  0-2-4-1-0-0
E9     0-7-6-7-7-0


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When sadness fills your heart
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And sorrow hides the longing to be free
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When things go wrong each day
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You fix your mind to 'scape your misery

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Your troubled young life
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Had made you turn
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To a needle of death

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How strange, your happy words
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Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone
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How tears have filled the eyes
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Of friends that you once had walked among

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Your troubled young life
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Had made you turn
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To a needle of death

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One grain of pure white snow
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Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain
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In peace your mind withdraws
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Your death's so near your soul can't feel no pain

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Your troubled young life
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Had made you turn
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To a needle of death

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Your mother stands a'cryin'
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While to the earth your body's slowly cast
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Your father stands in silence
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Caressing every young dream of the past

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Your troubled young life
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Had made you turn
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To a needle of death

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Through ages, man's desires
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To free his mind, to release his very soul
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Has proved to all who live
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That death itself is freedom for evermore
F#m
Your troubled young life
    A        A6
Had made you turn
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To a needle of death