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The Line
Bb Ab Bb Dry mouth, push it out, I can hear my heart pound, a hero's what I'm not Bb Ab Bb Voices scream, flashes flare, frozen as the people stare, my crucifixion shot
Bb Ab Bb Friends were electric on the western side while triangles were shifting on the floor Bb Ab Bb Squeezing out the breath that I don't have, they're quiet now, they only want two more
Cm Eb Bb Eb
And you step to the line
Gm F Ab
And you step to the line
Bb Ab Bb Every shot I've taken has led me to this moment since I was four feet high Bb Ab Bb Big D is watching, I remember what he taught me, don't let em see you cry
Cm Eb Bb Eb
And you step to the line
Gm F Ab
And you step to the line
Bb Eb
Try to see your future from the line
Gm F
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
Ab Eb Ab Bb
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
Bb Eb
Try to see your future from the line
Gm F
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
Ab Eb Ab Bb
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
Bb Ab Bb Dry mouth, push it out, I can hear my heart pound, a hero's what I'm not Bb Ab Bb Voices scream, flashes flare, frozen as the people stare, my crucifixion shot
Cm Eb Bb Eb
And you step to the line
Gm F Ab
And you step to the line
Bb Eb
Try to see your future from the line
Gm F
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
Ab Eb Ab Bb
But the circle's getting smaller all the time
Bb Eb
Try to see your future from the line
Gm F
And you're clinging to the notion you'll be fine
Ab Eb Ab Bb
But the circle's getting smaller all the time