Bright Eyes - False advertising
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This is just a corrected more complete version of the one posted before this.
On a Dstring I was D7held the way I mBmove, can you tAell'
My actGions are orchestratedA from above D
So I Dswing and I sD7way wave my handBms kick my legsA
And it'Gs always right Awith the music D
(Until all that swinging starts to make you sick)
For aD song I was bD7ought, now I lieBm when I talk A
With aG careful eye on the cAue card D
Onto Da stage, I waD7s pushed with myBm sorrow well rAehearsed
So giveG me all your piAty and your money Dnow, all of it
(We used to think that sound was something pure)
DIf I could act likD7e this was my real lifeBm and not some cage where I've Abeen placed D
Then, I cD7ould tell you the truth like I usedBm to and not be afraid of soundiAng fake D
GNow all that anyone's listening for are theA mistakes D
(I'm sorry!)No it's okay, it's okay. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3!
In a Dhouse, by mysD7elf, I hear the Bmice start to mAelt
And waGtch rooftops weep forA the sunlight D
And ID know what muD7st change, fuck Bmmy face, fuck Amy name
They arGe brief and falAse advertisements D
For aD soul I don'tD7 have something Bmtrue I have laAcked
And spGent my whole life tryAing to make up for D
But ID found in a sD7ong and in the pBmeople I love A
They wiGll lift me up oAut of darkness D
Now mDy door it staD7nds open Bm A
I am iGnviting everyone in A D
We'reD laugh we're D7drink until the Bmmorning comes A
That isG what we are goAnna do! D