Radical Face - A pound of flesh

^BMy feet plow on ^BFrom light to dawn ^BMy empty ^Bbelly and my ^Abmbody aches ^AbmAin’t hard to take ^AbmNext to the ^Gbweight^B

^BI carry in my chest ^BA pound of flesh ^BCould never t^Bip the ^Abmscale that I’ve made ^AbmI should have stayed ^AbmBut I was ^Gbmnever ^Ewise

^EI hear your voices in the ^Gbwind that cuts the ^Abmnight ^EAnd I pray to whatever is ^Gblistening things’ll be all rig^Bht

^BOh, my ^B6boy, you're ^Abmalive ^AbmYour heart's still ^Gbbeating ^BSo don’t yo^B6u mind, don’t ^Abmyou mind We all drift ^Gbsometime^Es

^EI can still hear your ^Gbfeet as you ran from the ^Abmhouse ^EKnowing you won’t b^Gbe back doesn?^Abm??t mean that I will s^Ebtop waiting ^EYou told me then, hold me ^Gbdown, hold me up to the ^Abmfire ^{Eb E}But don’t you dare hold m^Gbe back

^BWhoh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ^AbmWhoh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-^Gboh-oh-oh ^BWhoh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

^EI see your face's ^Gbin the clouds that scar the ^Abmnight ^EAnd I pray to whoever^Gb is listening things’ll be al^Bl right

^AbmThen today I wake up feeling ^Gbeasy ^EbFind I’m on the more familia^Er roads ^AbmI got a darkness wrapped in^Gbside me ^BBut now it ain’t so hard to let i^Et go ^AbmSo keep a candle burning in the ^Gbwindow ^BI’m almost home