riff 1 F7 (fingering from below) - Eb7 - F7 - Dsus2 (optionally use D5/Db5) - Eb7 - F7
Cold misty morning, I'm caught in the crossfire And you take turn with caught fire in the air My gun is loaded, I will to take my place I stand alone to wait on dance embrace...
What the hell am I here... Fighting the entire world, too blind to care... This could be my final hour!
Moving over to cast my eyes to the claims Lacking damages, but the memory remains I took this journey, I make my own decisions... No turning point now to make my lack of vision What the hell am I here... Fighting the entire world, too blind to care... This could be my final hour!