Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление [Intro] Bm D A Bm [Verse 1] Bm Chains and shackles held my head D Looking straight can’t move my legs See the shadows on the wall A Hear the echo across the hall Bm This dimly lit flame somehow captivates me [Verse 2] Bm Sound Iron clang from down below D Desperate for something I know A My knees hit the ground, my sense was not found Bm Then it came flooding through my ears [Chorus 1] Bm Come on my friend, you’ve got your options G Spend your days in a manmade coffin D A Saying, you’ve got it good Bm You’ll bruise, you’ll cry, and oh you’ll bleed G Black and blue and burgundy D A It’s worth it, even though, it hurts [Instrumental] Bm D A Bm [Verse 3] Bm I found reflections, started small D My eyes could not take fire’s draw Fighting through adjustments burn A Fight the urge to return Bm Memories of family imprisoned at home [Verse 4] Bm I took the safe way once before D Left me lifeless, dry, and bored A But rich in what ifs, saying no Bm In the comforts of my tomb [Verse 5] Bm Saying yes I’ve seen the light D I broke my nose and I got lice Every risky turn I made A Seems so good for goodness sake Bm I never thought, I never thought I’d miss it this much [Chorus 1] Bm Come on my friend, you’ve got your options G Spend your days in a manmade coffin D A Saying, you’ve got it good Bm You’ll bruise, you’ll cry, and oh you’ll bleed G Black and blue and burgundy D A It’s worth it, even though, it hurts [Chorus 2] Bm Come on now fix your tattered shirt G And don’t you dare forget your dirt D A Tonight, were going home my friends Bm Take what you’ve learned and what you’ve seen G Bring it back home to your family D A Be brave, I know, it hurts [Instrumental] Bm G D A Bm G D A [Chorus 2] Bm Come on now fix your tattered shirt G And don’t you dare forget your dirt D A Tonight, were going home my friends Bm Take what you’ve learned and what you’ve seen G Bring it back home to your family D A Be brave, I know, it hurts [Outro] Bm G D A Bm G D A Bm
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