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My Last Goodbye

Nailpin
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
The  roads I took curved constantly
 An open path or dead-end streets
 Took me a while to find  out which direction  I should face
 Left wrong turns  and - oh my leaves  turned early  –
 By which  I mean to illustrate  my state
And  now  it’s over  there’s naught  ahead
 But I can’t  let go  ohoh
had  it all  planned out, the way,  the day, I set  the time
 Well I came close  to writing down
My  last goodbye
Bad  luck shaped me as a man
 Bad breaks tore me down again
 Took different shapes before  I took the shape  that I now am
 The pressure’s tense  and – oh  the tension’s pressing  –
 Society’s  roll, took  it’s toll again
And  now  it’s over  there’s naught  ahead
 But I can’t  let go  ohoh
had  it all  planned out, the way,  the day, I set  the time
 Well I came close  to writing down
My  last goodbye
 The pressure’s tense  and – oh  the tension’s pressing  –
 Society’s  roll, took  its toll again

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Readable chord sheet for My Last Goodbye by Nailpin

[G]  [C]  [D]    [G] [D/F#]

[G]The roads I took curved con[C]stantly
An open path or dead-end st[D]reets
Took me a while to f[G]ind out which dir[D/F#]ection I should fa[C]ce
Left wrong tu[G]rns and - oh my le[B]aves turned e[Em]arly –
By wh[C]ich I mean to illus[G]trate my sta[D]te

[G]And n[D/F#]ow it’s o[C]ver there’s na[D]ught ah[G]ead
But I ca[D]n’t let g[C]o o[D/F#]hoh
[G]had it a[D/F#]ll planned out, the wa[C]y, the day, I s[D]et the ti[G]me
Well I came c[D]lose to writing do[C]wn
[D/F#]My last goo[G]dbye

[G]Bad luck shaped me as a man[C]
Bad breaks tore me down aga[D]in
Took different shapes b[G]efore I took the [D/F#]shape that I now [C]am
The pressure’s t[G]ense and – o[B]h the tension’s pr[Em]essing –
S[C]ociety’s roll, took[G] it’s toll a[D]gain

[G]And n[D/F#]ow it’s o[C]ver there’s na[D]ught ah[G]ead
But I ca[D]n’t let g[C]o o[D/F#]hoh
[G]had it a[D/F#]ll planned out, the wa[C]y, the day, I s[D]et the ti[G]me
Well I came c[D]lose to writing do[C]wn
[D/F#]My last goo[G]dbye

The pressure’s t[G]ense and – o[B]h the tension’s pr[Em]essing –
S[C]ociety’s roll, took[G] its toll ag[D]ain

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