G# In the night where I live, C# There's strange force in your kiss oh. G# C# All's divine in desire. G# With an ire of philosophy, C# Burning scrolls in the naked heat, G# C# Oh how coy is your little boy. No! D# C# Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah! Chorus: G# Cm C# Cm D# I got buried; no it won't be long, before I rise in. G# Cm C# D# I got buried; no it won't be long. Yeah! In the night, where I live Your children sway; they fuel the kitsch Raise their glass to Soviet crimes In the war and in shadows I write in tongues of old Fumes are falling, smelling burned Like always Yes, always. Now, hear! 'Cause I know It don't read that well And I know Only time will tell me Chorus: I got (I got) Buried (buried) No, it won't be long Before I rise inβ I got (I got) Buried (buried) No, it won't be long Before I rise in song! And I know It don't read that well, yeah! Chorus: I got (I got) Buried (buried) No, it won't be long Before I rise inβ I got (I got) Woah, buried (buried) But no! 'Cause I know I got you! | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsCm C# D# G# |