Dark Does Die by The Sunday Drivers

DARK DOES DIE

D, D/C#, G, A
When the dark does die, I still feign Iīm fine,
youīre not by my side, Iīm mistaken.
Still thereīs dark inside that remains in light
when the darkest nights forever crumble.

G, Em, D
I can say Iīm alright,
I can say Iīm fine,
G, Em, D, Bm
I could say that nothing matters ...

In anotherīs arms with anotherīs words,
with anotherīs hands close together.
While Iīm all alone and the dark does die
and the saddest light overflies me.

Iīm afraid of dying,
Iīm afraid of light,
afraid of every coming morning ...

Em, F#7
You dare to say you tried to save this situation,
Bm, E
the words I need to hear, the words you didnīt mention.
Em, G

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