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Höfundur lags: Depeche Mode Sent inn af: Anonymous
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[D#m]    [F#] Well it's about [B]time
[D#m]    [F#] It's beginning to [B]hurt
[D#m]    [F#] Time you made up your [B]mind
[D#m]    [F#] Just what is it a[B]ll worth

[Bbm] All my useless ad[B]vice
[Bbm] All my hanging a[B]round
[Bbm] All your cutting down to [B]size
[C#] All my bringing you [B]down [Bbm]    

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[D#m]    [F#] Watch the clock on the [B]wall
[D#m]    [F#] Feel the slowing of [B]time
[D#m]    [F#] Hear a voice in the [B]hall
[D#m]    [F#] Echoing in [B]my mind

[Bbm] All your stupid id[B]eals
[Bbm] You've got your head in the [B]clouds
[Bbm] You should see how it [B]feels
[C#] With your feet on the [B]ground [Bbm]    

[D#m]    [F#] Here I stand the ac[B]cused
[D#m]    [F#] With your fist in my [B]face
[D#m]    [F#] Feeling tired and [B]bruised
[D#m]    [F#] With the bitter[B]est taste

[Bbm] All my useless ad[B]vice
[Bbm] All my hanging a[B]round
[Bbm] All your cutting down to [B]size
[C#] All my bringing you [B]down

[Bbm] All your stupid id[B]eals
[Bbm] You've got your head in the [B]clouds
[Bbm] You should see how it [B]feels
[C#] With your feet on the [B]ground [Bbm]    

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Well it's about time
It's beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

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e-|---------5-4-2-------2-----|
B-|-4-4-2-4-------4-2-4---4-4-|
G-|---------------------------|
D-|---------------------------|
A-|---------------------------|
E-|---------------------------|
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Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

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