True Thrush (Acordes)

D

Beast of my brain, everybody's the same

                                                                                               G

With the beast is control, it will never turn gold, and that's just life

D

Don't touch the flame, of the burning decay

                                                                                               G

With the lies you've been sold, let the nightmare unfold, if you don't mind





D

And they're all out, I'm lost there alone

                                                                  G

No hand to hold high, Looking for me, I'm gone

D

Spread those wings wide and take me along

                                                              G

Now show me the sky and tell me I'm wrong.





D

Beast of my brain, everybody's the same

                                                                                    G

With the beast is control, it will never turn gold, and that's just life

D

Don't touch the flame, of the burning decay

                                                                                    G

With the lies you've been sold, let the nightmare unfold, if you don't mind



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