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Dmaj7 - xx0222 D6 - xx0202 D Dmaj7 D6 G out behind the safeway just before the flood Em D huffed some cans of spray paint C A and begin to vomit blood. D Dmaj7 one more night in this town D6 G is gonna break me I just know. G D A D hang on to your dreams 'til someone makes you let them go. stumbled on down indian hill, tail between my legs. sick taste in my mouth folger's crystals and hard boiled eggs if I can't run away tonight I don't know what I'll do hang on to your dreams 'til someone beats them out of you. E7 A7 D G do what you have to do. E7 A7 D G go where you have to go. F#m G A when the time comes to loosen up your grip, you'll know. called my friend in new york three thousand miles away half way through her metamorphosis, nothing I could say. poured my small resentments like rare and priceless gems hang on to your dreams until there's nothing left of them.