Текст песни Metric - Give Me Sympathy

A simplified version of the song. Standard tuning.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0fXGGnXQvs

Get high, 
Get too close to the flame.
Wild open space,
Talk like an open book.
Sign me up,
No time to take a picture,
I'll remember someday,
All the chances we took.

We're so close to something better left unknown.

I can feel it in my bones, give me sympathy.
After all of this is gone, who would you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones? Oh seriously!
You gotta make mistakes you're young.
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."

Don't go, 
Stay with the all unknown
Stay away from the hooks
All the chances we took

We're so close to something better left unknown.
We're so close to something better left unknown.

I can feel it in my bones, give me sympathy.
After all of this is gone, who would you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones? Oh seriously!
You gotta make mistakes you're young.
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."
Give me sympathy.
After all of this is gone, who would you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones? Oh seriously!
You gotta make mistakes you're young.
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."
Come on baby play me something, like "Here Comes the Sun."

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