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A Protest Song Sophie Hunger
A#mYou are the G#answer, F#you never talk A#mYou have no G#question, Byou are a thought A#mYou are the Fanswer, you're G#shaped and emFblazed Through the A#mholes in my G#cover, Byou're something I made G#mYou are the F#answer, Emy truthful response My BfinA#al D#sayBingA# when everyone's D#mgone
You're my illusion, my pattern of wrong A hollow idol on the tip of my tongue You're my disgrace, my self-made war And I don't want to remember faith anymore I'm wasting myself in the name of a fake
You were G#mmade F#for Bme C#mby misD#take
G#mOh ohF# wasEh away G#mOh ohF# wasEh away You G#mhad notF#hing to Esay You were Bmade A#for D#me BbyA# miD#mstake
I had nothing before, then I had you I was denying, now I refuse I've never been young, you'll never grow old My life's in my words and my hands they are cold I never made sense but now I disturb
I'm G#mbashiF#ng my Bgoods C#magainst D#the door of the world
G#mOh ohF# wasEh away G#mOh ohF# wasEh away You G#mhad notF#hing to Esay You were Bmade A#for D#me BbyA# You were Bmade A#for D#me BbyA# miD#mstake