Dm Use your intuition, it's all you've got, eys are rare and there's a thousand locksF Standing in your way, so goes the gold age of your tired lifeDm Digging for a way, you cast a spell, carve a path from all the things they sellF But they don't let go, just thought you should know, keys are rareDm I know what I know would not fill a thimbleF So let your mind go straight down the wrong wayContinúa después del anuncioDm Does one want to get more used toF Dm F The mall and misery, the dead mouths it costs to be aliveDm Oh she lies half burning from the biting cold, if only to learn what you've never been toldF There's a real world, somewhere a good girl lives and breathesDm Part of her opened the callow mind, ideas stolen in the morning tideF There's a dark time, this is your dark rhyme, feel your heartDm I know what I know would not fill a thimbleF So let my mind go straight down the wrong wayDm Does one want to get more used toF Dm F The mall and misery, the dead mouths it costs to be alive
The Mall And Misery
Broken Bells
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