Think of England IAMX
[Verse 1]
In[F#m] the grip of a winter came lo[C#m]ve and greed
Ins[E]ane with faith, I took the dr[B]iving front seat
In [F#m]the lowlight comfort of Berli[C#m]n streets
Th[E]e calm from emptiness duetted[B] with my body heat
[Book 1]
I [F#m]was alone at[C#m] the front[E] line
Th[F#m]e message I [C#m]was told w[E]as to triumph
At the joy of a lifetime
[Cborus]
I [F#m]just can't think of England
I [C#m]can't see the picture
I'[E]m still running from the [B]fire, the fire
[x2]
[Verse 2]
In[F#m] the twilight hours of [C#m]nervous rest
I [E]bought the peace before b[B]elieving the threats
In[F#m] a foreign field, I cut [C#m]all regrets
B[E]ut the boys in stories just r[B]epeat themselves
In a f**ked up mess
[Book 2]
I [F#m]was alone fo[C#m]r the firs[E]t time
Th[F#m]e message I [C#m]was told w[E]as to triumph
At the joy of a lifetime
[Cborus]
I [F#m]just can't think of England
I [C#m]can't see the picture
I'[E]m still running from the [B]fire, the fire
I [F#m]just can't think of England
I [C#m]can't see the picture
I'[E]m still running from the [B]fire, the fire
[Outro]
[E9] [B7]
[E9] [B5]
[E7] [B5]
[E9] [B7]
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