Age Of Assassins
Two GallantsVersion1
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Oh when the summer sun come cutting
Like a clean razor blade
And I wake to the day and all the visions I've made
Reached out my hand for the curl of her hair
And whisper my dreams to the girl who's not there
Gather some memory from the night before
Where'd she go? she go, where'd she go?
Screaming of threats and slam of a door
Well I don't know, don't know, don't know
So I look to the window and the city below
From this bed of mine
Where I eat sweet jelly rolls
Think I'll put on my face
I'd like to fix me a drink
'Cause somewhere someone knows just what I think
Last night's but a question that hangs likes a noose
'Round my throat, my throat
Surely tonight, I'll invite its abuse
Well there's no hope, no hope, no hope
Goodness me, oh my
Oh my god, I still might be fine
Get through all the pains I fake
Poor boy could use a break
A break from my own daily hate, oh
"Pain is something no one else knows"
That's what I hear them say
But everyone bereaves the day
I said weary weary walk away
So I take to the streets like the dead to the grave
You light me a smoke because it's right to behave
And I'm all juiced up all morning because the morning is when
Heros stand tall in the statues of men
And all the pigeons adore me and peck at my feet
Oh the fame, the fame, the fame
Someday they may use my head as a seat
Well I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait
Goodness me, oh my
Oh my god, I still might get by
Get through all the pains I fake
Poor boy could use a break
A break from my own daily hate, oh
"Pain is something no one else knows"
That's what I hear them say
But everyone bereaves the day
I said weary weary walk away
When I die alone bury me deep
Way out west past Sunset Street
So I can hear old 29 when she goes rollin' by
And when they come to claim my skin
And I go back where I begin
Place the stones at my head and feet
Tell them all I've gone to sleep
And as the city unravels her metal bedroll
I dirty her sheets with the stumble I stroll
And the people all stop just to watch me go by
With a thirst in my throat and a tear in my eye
So riddle me this while I lend you my soul in a song, in a song, a song
And balance the sky on these shoulders of mine
Until the dawn, the dawn, the dawn
Goodness me, oh my
Oh my god, I still might get by
Get through all the pains I fake
Poor boy could use a break
A break from my own daily hate, oh
"Pain is something no one else knows"
That's what I hear them say
But everyone bereaves the day
I said weary weary walk away
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Readable chord sheet for Age Of Assassins by Two Gallants
Oh when the [C]summer sun come cutting Like a clean razor blade And I w[F]ake to the day and all the visions I've made R[C]eached out my hand for the curl of her hair And w[F]hisper my dreams to the girl who's not there G[G]ather some memory from the night before Where'd she g[C]o? she g[G]o, where'd she g[F]o? [G]Screaming of threats and slam of a door Well I don't k[C]now, don't k[G]now, don't kn[F]ow So I l[C]ook to the window and the city below From t[F]his bed of mine Where I eat sweet jelly rolls Think I[C]'ll put on my face I'd like to fix me a drink 'Cause s[F]omewhere someone knows just what I think Last n[G]ight's but a question that hangs likes a noose 'Round my th[C]roat, [G]my t[F]hroat [G]Surely tonight, I'll invite its abuse Well there's no h[C]ope, no ho[G]pe, no h[F]ope Goodness [C]me, oh my Oh my god, I still might [F]be fine Get through all the pains I f[G]ake Poor boy could use a b[F]reak A break from my own daily h[C]ate, oh "Pain is something no one e[F]lse knows" That's what I hear them s[G]ay But everyone bereaves the d[F]ay I said weary weary w[G]alk awa[C]y [F] So I t[C]ake to the streets like the dead to the grave You l[F]ight me a smoke because it's right to behave And I'm a[C]ll juiced up all morning because the morning is when H[F]eros stand tall in the statues of men And all the p[G]igeons adore me and peck at my feet Oh the f[C]ame, the f[G]ame, the f[F]ame So[G]meday they may use my head as a seat Well I can't wa[C]it, can't w[G]ait, can't [F]wait Goodness [C]me, oh my Oh my god, I still might g[F]et by Get through all the pains I fa[G]ke Poor boy could use a b[F]reak A break from my own daily h[C]ate, oh "Pain is something no one e[F]lse knows" That's what I hear them s[G]ay But everyone bereaves the d[F]ay I said weary weary w[G]alk awa[C]y [F] [C]When I die alone b[G]ury me deep Way out west past S[C]unset Street So I[C7] can hear old [F]29 when s[C]he goes ro[G]llin' [C]by [C]And when they come to c[G]laim my skin And I go back where [C]I begin P[C7]lace the stones at my h[F]ead and feet Tell them a[C]ll I've go[G]ne to s[C]leep And as the c[C]ity unravels her metal bedroll I d[F]irty her sheets with the stumble I st[C]roll And the people all stop just to watch me go by With a th[F]irst in my throat and a tear in my eye So riddle me this while I lend you my soul [C]in a song, [G]in a son[F]g, a song And [G]balance the sky on these shoulders of mine Until the d[C]awn, the d[G]awn, the d[F]awn Goodness [C]me, oh my Oh my god, I still might g[F]et by Get through all the pains I fa[G]ke Poor boy could use a br[F]eak A break from my own daily h[C]ate, oh "Pain is something no one el[F]se knows" That's what I hear them s[G]ay But everyone bereaves the d[F]ay I said weary weary w[G]alk awa[C]y [F] [G] [C]