Misc Your Songs - Daydreamer - dismal thoughts

^AmGood places to see, one sh^Eould fear to go, ^EThe least you should visit is the ^Amone that I know. ^AmIt is close to my body, to ^Emy very head, In^Fmaj7side my skull, lies dar^Ekness and death.

^AmTo remember you must, bef^Eore you dive deep, ^EIf he ever finds you, re^Amgrets you'll conceive, ^AmYour thoughts will tremble to^E his very words, And ^Cdarkness will veil upo^En your whole world.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.

^AmFear not now, for ^Eit has no point, ^ETo scream or shout where ^Amno one would go. ^AmDemons, treachery and t^Ehe sweetest pain, No ^Fmaj7way for you to run now, so ^Ehave it my way.

^AmI've seen misery, ev^Eil and dismay ^EIn eyes of friends, now ^AmI cannot see, ^AmThey put up their blades on ^Emy very throat, And ^Ccut me down till th^Ee self was unknown.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.

^AmThe curse, the decay and ^Ethe sickening, ^EBelongs to your kind, the ^Amone that still breathes, ^AmYou poisoned the waters of ^Ejoy and glee, Then ^Fmaj7cut down the trees of ^Ehopes and dreams.

^AmA few words I have left ^Eof you to say, ^EI've watched your steps, till ^Amthis very end, ^AmYou're not worth a dime, a ^Epenny to spare, So ^Coff with you now, ^Edoomed in despair.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.

^AmEndless voices go a^Eround in my brain, ^EDeception's a mask we're ^Amall forced to wear, ^AmWhen dismal thoughts gather ^Eclose in my brain, You ^Cwon't see a trail from the^Eir shifty ways.