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The Pilot chords

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[Verse 1]
Em    C         G   D 
I wish I was pilot, 
Em        C         G            D 
Soaring over everyone and everything.
Em    C       G        D 
   Look at the landscape 
Em    C       G        D    Em    C  G  D
       What a peaceful tiny scene  

Staring over the skyline  
Oh I feel the blue dancing on my wings  
Turn off the engine 
Imagine what tomorrow brings  

[Chorus]
C            C       Em
The time we wont delay 
C
Take it from the other side 
D                                G
Born and lost but its a one more time to get my fill 
         C                               D
Of this old forgotten thrill, this life  

[Verse 2]
I wish I was a fighter pilot 
Soaring over everyone and everything 
Through the smoke and fire 
Imagine the hell I'd bring  

[Chorus]
C            C       Em
The time we wont delay 
C
Take it from the other side 
D                                G
Born and lost but its a one more time to get my fill 
         C                               D
Of this old forgotten thrill, this life  

[Interlude] Em C Em D

[Bridge]
         Em              C        
But it's cold, lost and shame      
                            G
We need to wash it all out,
                         D
we need to wash it all away 
                 Em                   C
Now the story's old But its all been told 
            G             D
I wish that I  I wish id fly Alright!  

[Verse 3]
I wish I was an outlaw 
Spend my life kicking ass and takin' names 
There would be no love lost 
Town to town killin' dreams (or: Time to start killin' things (haha))

The lines they turn to gray 
Take it from the inside 
Born and lost but its a one more time to get my fill 
Of this old forgotten thrill, this life  

A one more time to get my fill
Of this old forgotten thrill, this life 

            
            
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