Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:

Mike
Bright Acoustic Piano

Brad
Acoustic Guitar (steel]

Phoenix
Electric Bass (finger]

Rob
Drums

Chester (lead vocals)
Acoustic Guitar (nylon]

Mike (vocals)
Acoustic Guitar (nylon]
Текст
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