Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:

Tim McIlrath - Vocals
Electric Guitar (muted]

Zach Blair - Vocals
Overdriven Guitar

Joe Principe - Vocals
Overdriven Guitar

Zach Blair - Guitar One
Overdriven Guitar

Zach Blair - Guitar Two
Overdriven Guitar

Zach Blair - Guitar Three
Overdriven Guitar

Tim McIlrath - Guitar One
Overdriven Guitar

Tim McIlrath - Guitar Two
Overdriven Guitar

Tim McIlrath - Guitar Three
Overdriven Guitar

Joe Principe - Bass
Acoustic Bass

Brandon Barnes - Drums
Drums
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I can still re-mem-ber The words and what they meant As we etched them with our fin-gers In years of wet ce-ment. Days blurred in-to each o-ther; Though eve-ry-thing seemed clear. We cruised a-long at half speed But then we shif-ted gears. We ran like vam-pires from a thou-sand bur-ning suns But ev-en then we should have stayed. But we ran a-way Now all my friends are gone. May-be we’ve out-grown all the things that we once loved. Run-a-way, ay! What are we run-ning from? A show of hands from those in this aud-i-ence of one. Where have they gone? I-den-ti-ties ass-ume us As nine and five add up Syn-chro-ni-zing wat-ches To the se-conds that we lost. But I looked up and saw you, I know that you saw me. We froze but for a mo-ment In em-pa-thy. I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug. You gave my em-pti-ness a-way. But you ran a-way. Now all my friends are gone. May-be we’ve out-grown all the things that we once loved. Run-a-way, ay! What are we run-ning from? A show of hands from those in this aud-i-ence of one. Where have they gone? We’re all o-kay, un-til the day we’re not. The sur-face shines, while the in-side rots. We raced the sun-set and we al-most won. We slammed the brakes, but the wheels went o-on. But we ran a-way! Ay! Now all my friends are gone. May-be we’ve out-grown all the things that we once loved. Run-a-way, ay! What are we run-ning from? A show of hands from those in this aud-i-ence of one. Where have they gone?