Pvris - Mind over matter acoustic

^C#m7You were spoiled rotten and turned ^Estale like all your plans, ^C#m7 My tongue's acquired tolerance for ^Etastes I couldn't stand. ^C#m7 You've been s^Etuck in a ^Brut and a ^F#mwasteland, C#m7. E B drowned in swamps below your feet.

So just tr^Aust me, you'll^C#m7 be just ^Bfine, I n^Aeed your t^Brust just for tonight.

^C#m7This is not a place in my^A head, Reach out your hands^E and tell me just what you ^Bfeel. ^A This is not just all in your^B head, Mind over mat^C#mter makes these things feel so r^Beal.

^AI can see the doubt in you^C#mr eyes, You say there's ^Bno such thing as better ^F#mthings in life. ^A Well, I must confess this is ^C#m7all too new for ^Bme, ^A a whole new world, a w^Bhole new world to see.

So just tr^Aust me, you'll^C#m7 be just ^Bfine, I n^Aeed your t^Brust just for tonight.

^C#m7This is not a place in my^A head, Reach out your hands^E and tell me just what you ^Bfeel. ^A This is not just all in your^B head, Mind over mat^C#mter makes these things feel so r^Beal.

^F#m Keep an open ^C#mmind, it brings ^Eopen hearts and o^Bpen eyes. ^F#m You walk around with your ^C#mhands out, and I've n^Eever seen anyo^Ane so bl^Bind.

^C#m7This is not a place in my^A head, Reach out your hands^E and tell me just what you ^Bfeel. ^A This is not just all in your^B head, Mind over mat^C#mter makes these things feel so r^Beal.

^C#m7This is not a place in my^A head, Reach out your hands^E and tell me just what you ^Bfeel. ^A This is not just all in your^B head, Mind over mat^C#mter makes these things feel so r^Beal.