Matt Maeson — Twisted Tongue

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Half of the decade trying to cope
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More that I endure, the sparser the hope
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So pry up the tiles
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And gut out the floor
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Found the foundations
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Not safe anymore

[Chorus]
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And after the Lord speaks
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Baby take me where the crowd don’t run
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And I find myself
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Waiting filthy with a twisted tongue
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And I hide everything in my head
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And forget everyone that I’ve met
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And I’ll never be open again
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Oh how good it must feel to not lovе anything

[Verse 2]
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Half of the decade, caught in thе rope
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Fashion the headache, I’ll be the host

[Chorus]
 Bbm                 Db
And after the Lord speaks
      F
Baby take me where the crowd don’t run
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And I find myself
          F                      Gb
Waiting filthy with a twisted tongue
       Db         F          Gb
And I hide everything in my head
       Db        F            Gb
And forget everyone that I’ve met
          Db       F     Gb
And I’ll never be open again
        Db           F          Bbm       Gb
Oh how good it must feel to not lovе anything
        Db           F          Bbm       Gb
Oh how good it must feel to not lovе anything
        Db           F          Bbm       Gb
Oh how good it must feel to not lovе anything