Dm Em F B A Would you say that your life is strange? G Am A Wisdom, pain and flow B Dm Em F B A All that I know is the sense of the gun in my face G A A# C And I cannot trust them anymore Dm F C Pen again, identity, we repent and retreat Dm F C Author of your sympathy has had enough to drink Dm B I cannot down another truth C B The story has to end before it´s all pretend C With no more to transcend [Chorus] F Dm I´m coming home to life unknown B C F Without the records or the milestones F Dm And they are terminus roads lined in black rose B C#m F The grave remembrances of people that I´ve known A D B F A D B Me the witness [Verse] Dm Em F B A Sew the doll in a mourning deadfall G Am A Call him stitch puppy B Dm Em F B A All that I see is the look of the knife in your back G A A# C Which I could have tracked and foreseen Dm Stitch and bind in record time F C No more than a crease Dm Sticking to the long goodbye F C Guide them through their grief Dm B F C The avatar of empty is some cold comforting B And I could help you mend C But I don´t want to pretend [Chorus] F Dm I´m staying home but not alone B C F I have a backbone fused from the headstones Dm And I am terminus, deafened to their tones B C#m F The grace vibrations and sound hollows I´ve known A D B F A D B Me the witness