Chris Cornell - Black hole sun

In my ^Aeyes, indisp^Cosed, In disg^Guises no one k^F#mnows. Hides the f^Face, lies the sn^Eake, The s^Aun in my disgr^Gace.^A# Boiling h^Aeat, summer st^Cench, Neath the bl^Gack the sky looks d^F#mead. Call my n^Fame through the cr^Eeam, And I'll h^Aear you scream ag^Gain.^A#

Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, And w^Aash aw^Gay the r^A#ain. Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, won't you c^Dome, won't you c^Eome.

Stutter^Aing, cold and d^Camp, Steal the w^Garm wind tired fr^F#miend. Times are g^Fone for honest m^Een, And sometimes f^Aar too long for sn^Gakes^A#. In my sh^Aoes, a walking sl^Ceep, And my y^Gouth I pray to k^F#meep. Heaven s^Fent hell aw^Eay, No one s^Aings like you anym^Gore.^A#

Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, And w^Aash aw^Gay the r^Cain. Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, won't you c^Dome. ^E

Hang my h^Aead, drown my f^Cear, Till you ^Gall just disapp^F#ear.

Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, And w^Aash aw^Gay the r^Cain. Black hole s^Fun, Won't you c^Eome, won't you c^Dome. ^E