Intro
F#m E x2
[Verse]
F#m E A D
I can't feel my right side ear but I'll probably still not listen to jazz
F#m E A D
I can't feel my left side hand god I hope it comes back to me again
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But all this means is I'll get back what I lost
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When I wanted to die
C#m
Eight months before
D
Or a year or two ago
C# D
Sitting in my room with the light beams shining through
C# D
And an able bodied soul but a mind that didn't know
C#
That light beam was gold