Tab Fan

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[considerazioni]

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Chords   Dm  Am  C  F  G#m  Gm  F#  Em 
e|-5---x--3--x---x---x---x---x---| 
B|-6---5--5--1---x---x---x—--8---| 
G|-7---5--5--2---4---3---3---9---| 
D|-7---7--5--3---6---5---4---9---| 
A|-5---7--3--3---6---5---4---7---| 
E|-x---5--x--1---4---3---2---x---|

[Riff]

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e|-0-----1-----3-----5-----|-7-------------------| B|-------------------------|---------------------| 
G|-------1-----0-----------|---------------------| 
D|-------------------4-----|-3-------------------| 
A|-0-----------------------|---------------------| 
E|-------------------------|---------------------|

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[Versetto]

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 (Riff) 
You wanna make me sick 
 
You wanna lick my wounds, Don't you, baby? 
 
You want the badge of honor when you save my hide 
 
But you're the one in the way 
 
Of the day of doom, baby 
 
If you need my shame to reclaim your pride

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[Ritornello]

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Dm            Am         Dm           Am 
   and when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists 
F             C           Dm 
  I never did anything to you, man 
                Am 
  But no matter what I try 
       F                 Dm 
You'll beat me with your bitter lies 
  (Am)           (G#m)        (Gm)          F# 
So call me crazy, hold me down make me cry; get off now, baby 
F             C                   Dm            C    Em  (Am) 
  It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hand

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[Versetto]

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(Riff) 
You feed the beast I have within me 
 
You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run 
 
Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning 
 
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

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[Ritornello]

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Dm            Am         Dm           Am 
   and when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists 
F             C           Dm 
  I never did anything to you, man 
                Am 
  But no matter what I try 
       F                 Dm 
You'll beat me with your bitter lies 
  (Am)           (G#m)        (Gm)          F# 
So call me crazy, hold me down make me cry; get off now, baby 
F             C                   Dm            C    Em (Am) 
  It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hand

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