Figure 8

B G F#

B                                                      G    F# A
Something snide in the way the sunshine's hiding from view
B                                             G
The way I'll die a young's man life is taked away
          F#
Much too soon

C#m            G                           B
I don't mind, the doctor says I'll be the first one of my kind
C#m
Before I die
G                            B
They say the gonna make a perfect copy
A                      E             G
Except It won't be a broken one like me
B      G F#
Yeah...

B                                              G   F# A
History made on the day were introduced I'm afraid
B                                                 G            F#
To meet myself, to shake his hand why could there be for us to say
C#m            G                           B                 A
I don't mind, the doctor says we are the firsts ones of our kind
C#m
I won't cry
G                         B
One who's dying fall's a way to make room for
       A                     E             G
The favorite son who wasn't born he was created

C#m            G                           B
I don't mind, the doctor says we are the firsts ones of our kind
C#m
I won't cry
G                             B              A
With the pod we'll watching figure eight and I
C#m
I don't know why
G                         B
The day I left my erring all that I could say
C#m
I'ts your life now
G                             B                 A
The circle's closing and It seems the copy will go on living
E             G
Only figure eight

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