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Intro D Dsus4 4x D Bm F#m G A D Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Bm F#m G A Countless fire on flaming roads, using ideas as my maps Bm F#m G A "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated brow. D G D. G A D Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. D Bm F#m G A D Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth,"rip down all hate," I screamed Bm F#m G A Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my skull, I dreamed Bm F#m G A Romantic facts of musketeers,foundationed deep, somehow. D G D. G A D Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. D Bm F#m G A D In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand,at the mongrel dogs who teach Bm F#m G A Fearing not that I'd become my enemy,in the instant that I preach Bm F#m G A My pathway led by confusion boats,mutiny from stern to bow. D G D. G A D Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. D Bm F#m G A D D Bm F#m G A Bm F#m G A D G D. G A D Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. D Bm F#m G A D Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats,too noble to neglect Bm F#m G A Deceived me into thinking,I had something to protect D Bm F#m G A Good and bad, I define these terms,quite clear, no doubt, somehow? D G D. G A D Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. D Dsus4 4x