Rocky Votolato - Television of saints

^CFlowers falling ^Gearly this morning ^FWriting a chapter that I ^Cthought we never ^Gwere ^CWords are spinning ^Garound my world ^FWeaving a web, washing ^Cover my ^Gheels

^DmI can see it ^Amso clear but I ^Cmake my bed and I climb in ^Ganyway ^DmCrushed under the ^Amweight of what ^Cmistakes can cost and cause to fall from ^Gup ab^Fove Til' this ^Gnightmare wakes ^Cup

^CThe television is ^Galways on ^FRadio signals are ^Ccalling you ^Ghome ^CWaves of light ^Gand static ^Fwash away every trace of this ^Cdream of ^Gmadness ^DmOh, the suffering ^Amwe do ^Cbrings us each one that much closer to ^Gyou ^DmCrushed under the ^Amweight of what ^Cmistakes can cost and cause to fall from ^Gup ab^Fove Til' this ^Gnightmare wakes ^Cup

And it's ^Fcalling me back to what ^CI know is ^Ggone C - G

^FHow much longer can these ^Cfailures go ^Gon?

^DmOh, the suffering ^Amwe do ^Cbrings us each one that much closer to ^Gyou ^DmCrushed under the ^Amweight of what ^Cmistakes can cost and cause to fall from ^Gup ab^Fove Til' this ^Gnightmare wakes ^Cup

And it's ^Fcalling me back to what ^CI know is ^Ggone ^C But I ^Ghave to ask you ^FHow much longer can these ^Cfailures go ^Gon?