Вступление
G#mC#mG#mC#mF#BAE
The pigs are taking shots at the mourners on the hill
AF#B
I'm truly not neutral, but I lost all direction
DmF
Today I woke ready to blow the bridge
DmA
For finding you hand over your mouth
DmEb
So instead I burn my own village down
G#mD#m7C#m7
I'm grieving for you, my love
C#mF#
And I don't understand what's going on
G#mC#mG#mC#mF#BAE
Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhnāhuac, we were once stable
AF#B
So sad I must bury every thought of you before it shows its teeth
DmFDmA
Now I amuse myself with a tibias form of Virgilian lots
DmEb
Like your neo-feminist divinations
G#mD#m7C#m7
I'm grieving for you, my love
C#mF#
And I don't understand what's going on
G#mC#mG#mC#mC#m7F#
All my memories, once almost sacred, are embarrassments to me now
EbG#m
Of the three things I find most shocking, the first is how trivial you are
C#m7F#
The second is my depth of feeling; third, the purity of our collapsed -
G#mD#m7C#m7
Grieving for you, my love
C#mF#
And I don't understand what's going on
G#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mG#mC#mF#BG#m
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