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SONG; A PERFECT SOUND ARTIST; CRAGGA WRITTEN BY; CRAIG HUTCHINSON verse Bbmaj7 Abmaj7 LOOK AT THE NIGHT, ITS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL, BUT IT STILL HIDES YOUR FACE THE MON IS RED, I'M THINKING OF YOUR EYES, THE WAY THEY PIERCE THIS SPACE bridge
G7MORNING, HAS PC#m7ASSED ITSELF OVER, THERES DSOMETHING THAT I DEIDN'T DO LAST ANIGHT. G7BURNING, INSC#m7IDE OF MY BODY, DTELLS ME THAT I EMAY DO SOMETHING ARIGHT
verse 2 THE FALLEN LEAVES, CRISP BENEATH MY FEET, GLOW IN THE AUTUMN SUN I TAKE A GLANCE, THROUGH MY WINDOW PANE, I SEE WHAT IVE BECOME bridge chorus
CTEARS OUTSIDE, FREEZE BEFORE THEY EVEN GHIT THE GROUND CSPHERICAL ICE, WILL BREAK AND MAKE A PERFECT GFUCKING SOUND, A FUCKING ASOUND
verse 3 I WROTE THIS SONG ABOUT YOUR TWISTED MIND AND ALL ITS EVIL WAYS BUT THEN I THINK, OF ALL THE CITIES LIVES, AND WHAT MY OLD MAN SAYS bridge chorus verse chords outro