Tyler Lyle - Tyler vs the black hole

There's a ^Gblack hole sitting at the ^Dcenter of the galax^Cy Am I pulling for towar^Cd or are you pulling toward ^Gme ^DI guess we'll se^Ce When we b^Goth collide, I'll be d^Drenched in kerose^Cne Fill up my cup and leave, not^Ching left of me ^G Move ^Dalong, there's nothing here to s^Cee

If the u^Gniverse is ind^Different, would it t^Cell me? It always s^Geemed to have some s^Digns that it was trying to s^Cell me I^G did not h^Dear a voic^Eme, I ma^Cde a cho^Gice This m^Dorning when the ^Csun was w^Darming ^Gup How strange to j^Dust deci^Emde... To lo^Cve this li^Gfe... you work your f^Dingers to the bone^C... the Sun s^Dets and you go back h^Come Oh bl^Aack hole I see you, I mi^Cght have a p^Dlan to beat y^Gou

^GThe self-help guru di^Ded by suici^Cde For all his g^Cood advice he couldn't seem to fi^Gnd A si^Dgnal through the noi^Cse Oh he ^Gtried his best to c^Dheck his attitude He st^Cuck to beer and he stuck to his platitude^Gs But in the e^Dnd, he was destroy^Ced

If the u^Gniverse is ind^Different, would it t^Cell me? It always s^Geemed to have some s^Digns that it was trying to s^Cell me I^G did not h^Dear a voic^Eme, I ma^Cde a cho^Gice This m^Dorning when the ^Csun was w^Darming ^Gup How strange to j^Dust deci^Emde... To lo^Cve this li^Gfe... you work your f^Dingers to the bone^C... the Sun s^Dets and you go back h^Come Oh bl^Aack hole I see you, I mi^Cght have a p^Dlan

^CCause the black hole is a ^Gmirror... Is a m^Amirror, if that's not cl^Gear... Then the ^Cblack hole is an e^Gcho... Is an e^Amcho, when we l^Get go... And the ^Cblack hole is our ^Amend And the ^Cblack hole is my f^Amriend

There's a ^Gblack hole eating up the ^Dcosmic kingdom come There's a ^Cgolf ball on its way to a hole in ^Gone You're damn ^Dright, I know the ^Cscore... When we b^Goth collide... It'd ^Dbe pure poetry... L^Cike a missing piece of a Mozart sympho^Gny May the ^Dbalance be rest^Cored

If the u^Gniverse is ind^Different, would it t^Cell me? It always s^Geemed to have some s^Digns that it was trying to s^Cell me I^G did not h^Dear a voic^Eme, I ma^Cde a cho^Gice This m^Dorning when the ^Csun was w^Darming ^Gup How strange to j^Dust deci^Emde... To lo^Cve this li^Gfe... you work your f^Dingers to the bone^C... the Sun s^Dets and you go back h^Come Oh bl^Aack hole I see you, I mi^Cght have a p^Dlan