Текст песни с аккордами
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Capo 1
[Chorus]
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
[Verse 1]
F#m
I hope the stress don't kill me
E D
They chip away my heart, expect a coin to fill me
Oh man, my joy so filthy
F#m
I pray to some, I'm still me
E D
But boy these demons gleaming, scheming, preaching, leave them
F#m
We'll deceive him, he's believing, say we're on his team then
E
But I've been bleeding, wounds have deepened when I chained my freedom
D F#m
Reason weakened, beaten, ripping curls like I'm fucking Keenan
E
They think I'm beaming, I'm the beacon of the young and decent
D
When I'm in this shell committing treason
F#m E
You see the truth is that I'm often blue
D
So many cracks in the ceiling, I tried to mend them with glue
What a profession
F#m E D
Sleep in sessions, curse or blessings, need refreshing
See progression 'cause I beat depression
F#m E
They throwing pills like M&M's and I'm hoping they don't relapse
D
On stage, the crowd yelling, don't get lost in feedback
F#m E
My boo said I should take it slow, wish I could heed that
D
Without the burning of a fucking greenback
[Chorus]
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah (Gold, cold chains)
[Verse 2]
F#m
I do this and I do that
E
On call from sun till moon crack
D
My phone can never go flat
Who knows where else my work at
F#m
I miss this and I miss that
E
Birthdays, first steps and gift wraps
D
Hope I don't miss my first dance
F#m E
Somebody put me in the circus, I'm the world's best juggler
D
Only two hands, pretend that it don't fuck with my jugular, I'm a new man
F#m E
While praying that my music will bubble up, this my Truman
D
Show will rock the boat, I'm still subtler, where's the movement?
F#m
I fight for my existence
E
Brick wall with my persistence
D
I hate to say I play Russian Roulette with my resistance
F#m
Play it void of all assistanc
E
My life, my love, my business
D
A goon playing charades inside the face of corporate systems
F#m E
I sanitised organic ties for my arise in modern times
D
I can't deny internal lies in hopes that I'd be televised
F#m E
I sacrifice a gentle life for goals that leave me terrified
D
But pray this doesn't lead to my demise
[Chorus]
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains (Gold, cold chains)
F#m E D
When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah (Gold, cold chains)
[Outro]
F#m E D
Gold, cold chains
F#m E D
Gold, cold chains
F#m E D
Gold, cold chains (When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold, so cold, so cold)
F#m E D
Gold, cold chains
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