Year: 1995 - Album: Garbage
Written by Duke Erikson/Shirley Manson/Steve Marker/Butch Vig
Gm Hanging by threads of palest silver I could have stayed that way forever Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me Nothing could ever seem to touch me D# Cm I lose what I love most D# Cm Did you know I was lost until you found me Gm D#5 Stroke of luck or gift from God? Gm D#5 The hand of fate or devil's claws? Gm D#5 >From below or saints above? Gm D#5 You came to me Gm D#5 Here comes the cold again Gm D#5 I feel it closing in Gm D#5 It's falling down and all around me, falling Gm You say that you'll be there to catch me Or will you only try to trap me D# Cm These are the rules I make D# Cm Our chains were meant to break You'll never change me Gm D#5 Here comes the cold again Gm D#5 I feel it closing in Gm D#5 You're falling down and all around me, falling Gm D#5 Stroke of luck or gift from God? Gm D#5 The hand of fate or devil's claws?
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