Typh Barrow - The whispers

^AbmBad-tempered voices ^DbmRising, s^Cbhouting in the ^Abmdark T^Abmhey say that I’ve lost ^DbmListening to^Cb my ^Abmheart & if I ^Dbmstay, if I s^Cbtay I won’t ^Abmlast & I p^Dbmray oh I pr^Cbay For a s^Abmpark

^AbmThousands of fingers ^DbmPointing ^Cbmy fail^Abmures ^AbmThey show my shame ^DbmHideous cr^Cbeatur^Abme & if I s^Dbmtay, if I s^Cbtay I won’t ^Abmlast & I p^Dbmray oh I pr^Cbay For a sp^Ebark

^FbI hear them say^Cbing how c^Dbmrazy I ^Abmam ^FbAll of these v^Cboices, I am l^Dbmoosing my ^Abmmind ^FbI feel them be^Cbating my bac^Dbmk to the groun^Abmd The w^Dbmhispers, the wh^Ebispers bring me^Abm down

^AbmAll these choruses ^DbmSinging i^Cbn the ^Abmnight ^AbmKilling my words I c^Dbman’t stop th^Cbe attac^Abmk & if I s^Dbmtay, if I st^Cbay I won’t l^Abmast & I p^Dbmray oh I pr^Cbay For a s^Ebpark

^FbI hear them s^Cbaying how c^Dbmrazy I^Abm am ^FbAll of these v^Cboices, I am l^Dbmoosing my ^Abmmind ^FbI feel them b^Cbeating my ^Dbmback to the gr^Abmound The wh^Gbispers, the wh^Dbispers bring me d^Abown

But i^Fbf they push me in the r^Gbiver I’ll s^Abave myself by the water ^FbOne day I’ll s^Gbee their dead ^Cbbodies passing^Dbm by ^FbThere’s a j^Gbustice in t^Abime

^FbI hear them sa^Cbying how c^Dbmrazy I ^Abmam ^FbAll of these vo^Cbices, I am l^Dbmoosing my m^Abmind ^FbI feel them be^Cbating my ^Dbmback to the gr^Abmound The wh^Fbispers, the whisp^Gbers, the whisp^Ebers Bring me ^Abmdown