Matt Maeson - The mask

^D Well, I felt the burn Since the day you departed and talked from the ^Gtomb

^D And it holds me down But made me a man that says "Fuck all those ^Grules, I will be who I ^Dchoose" It's a lonely ^Aroad With one ^Bmgrip on several ^Gpsalms and one grip on the ^Dgun And it holds the ^Arope That spins me in ^Bmcircles and dizzies my ^Ghead Then says, "Sleep when you're ^Ddead"

^D Were you ever her^Ae? Or just lost on the ^Bmsurface that at the first ^Gtouch just evades in the ^Ddust And it pulled me ^Adown And showed me my ^Bmdemons lined up in a ^Gsequence, forming a ^Dcrowd It was so ^Along With a ^Bmpiece of happy ^Ghome that they stripped from the ^Dbone I did not ^Areact I settled my ^Bmgrievance by crafting a ^Gmask And I never looked ^Dback

^GTell me what you know ^A I'm in ^Bmdeeper than ^AI've ever ^Gbeen ^GI will never ^Agrow While this ^Bmanchor is ^Achained to my ^Gfeet ^DTe^Gll me what you know ^{D A} I'm in ^Bmdeeper than ^AI've ever ^Gbeen ^GI will never grow^{D A} While this ^Bmanchor is c^Ahained to my f^Geet

^GTell me what you know^{D A} I settled my ^Bmgrievance by ^Acrafting a ^Gmask

^GI will never grow^{D A} I settled my ^Bmgrievance by ^Acrafting a ^Gmask

^GTell me what you know^{D A} I settled my ^Bmgrievance by ^Acrafting a ^Gmask

^GI will never grow^{D A} I settled my ^Bmgrievance by ^Acrafting a ^Gmask And I never looked ^N.Cback