Titel: song for a dead singer 
Artiest: zita swoon
Album: I paint pictures on a wedding dress

Song for a dead singer

Voor Jeff Buckley

Intro -
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The strange sound during the whole song "would be" - 
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Most of the song - 
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D|--6--|--5--|--6--|--6--|
A|--4--|--3--|--6--|--6--|
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A|-6-4-3--3--|--3------6--|
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I accept your invitation
I accept your lonely truth
I've had the information trickle through
Some of us like dancing
A lot of us take dope
A lot of this romancing hits the floor
The rhythm of the road
And all these selfish clowns
The junkies and the booze
Go lover go
You'll always wear that crown
Regardless of their moods
Some Mississippi River took you one bad day

Who wounds himself with roses?
Who dares the saddest song?
Who struggles with his lover needs?
Who dares to carry on?

Stay in the spaceship you command
Don't mind those people that pretend
To be helping one another
They're just a running their own game
They're stuck with all their fancies
Have shit inside their brain!
They want to carry on and on
They want to make us pay
But after all is said and done
Who minds himself and who just plays?
Who wounds himself with roses?
Who dares the saddest song?
Who struggles with his lover's needs?
And still finds the trick to carry on?

Sticks a greenback to my fret board
Skates a junkie through my brain
Make a fast delivery
Never coming back again