Sarah And The Sundays - Radio silence

^CWhen the fog rolls in They are r^Eapt by radio silence And it's n^Amot my time N^Amot my place To l^Fead them towards the ^Gviolence And I’m o^Cut of my skull O^Cff in the clouds It s^E7eems what I say Comes back around to b^Amite me So you're back in town to s^Fpite me A^Glright

T^Amhey told me ^Etone it down It's ^Fbetter off this t^Cime around ^AmYour shackles ^Ekeep me to the ground ^FBut I’d be there a^Cnywa^Ey ^Am

^AmI said what you ^Ethink I said If we ^Fplay the part we'll^C wind up dead ^AmThey're stuck ^Einside my head But they're ^Fbetter off and ^CBetter ye^Et ^F

^FI see what you ^E7mea^En ^Am But I ^Cpolitely disagree ^FThis eye's bee^En watching me And that ^Cmakes it ^Amhard to ^Cfall asle^Gep ^FI have what yo^E7u need ^AmBut you wil^Cl not take over me ^FI'll take your^E sympathy ​But that's^C not wh^Amo I ^Cwant to^G be^Am