Matt Skiba and the Sekrets - Voices

On the ^Dceiling there’s a feeling and its spreading like ink th^Bmat is slowly spilling out fr^Gom the well and all the ^Dguilt that you felt smiling down from above with a p^Bmit inside you deeper than ^Ghell And ^Dit’s a crime all the time you spent blaming yourself All is f^Bmine in the shrine of myst^Gery and doubt And I ^Dtried, I tried, I tried to explain they’re in ^Bmvain but it’s no fucking^A help

^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead Skin and ^Gbones hell knows all the p^Doison that you’ve been f^Aed ^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead In the d^Gark as you walk hand in ha^Dnd with the living d^Aead The living d^Dead

On the f^Dloor by the door there’s a sliver of light and a ^Bmpair of cloven feet standing th^Gere and there’s a k^Dnock as the clock strikes 3:33, as you aw^Bmaken to a living nightm^Gare and it’s a sh^Dame that you blame your bad luck on a girl you d^Bmestroy and rejoice as you fu^Gck up the world and I sc^Dream, I scream, I scream and I dream of the d^Bmay that you’re finally go^Ane

^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead Skin and ^Gbones hell knows all the p^Doison that you’ve been f^Aed ^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead In the d^Gark as you walk hand in ha^Dnd with the living d^Aead

^Bm I escaped to a p^Dlace called B^Aabylon ^{G F#m}through the ga^Bmtes face to face with the ^Dseven h^Aeaded one^{G F#m Bm} I escaped to a p^Dlace called B^Aabylon ^{G G} never to return I’m here to b^Aurn eternally ^N.C.home sweet h^Gome

^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead Skin and ^Gbones hell knows all the p^Doison that you’ve been f^Aed ^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead In the d^Gark as you walk hand in ha^Dnd with the living d^Aead ^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead Skin and ^Gbones hell knows all the p^Doison that you’ve been f^Aed ^G All alone with the v^Doices in your h^Aead In the d^Gark as you walk hand in ha^Dnd with the living d^Aead