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Idols

Key: C

Introduction:  C  

difficulty
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 F                         Am                             C                                       G 
    I am so like a bird in flight, I try to build my home
 F                                         Am                                           C                                             G 
    I set my eyes on anything that shines and tells me it will make me whole
         F                                 Am                                 C                       G 
I stack the walls surrounding me with promises and pretty things
           F                                                       G 
But when I see what winter brings, I fly
 Am                                         F                                                       C 
      And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                                                   G 
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
 Am                                           F                                                   C 
      But when I turn down     this voice I hear in my head
                                           G                                       Am 
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
                   F                                     C                                           G                             Am 
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
                   F                                     C                   G 
So take all of these idols, all of my idols
 F                                   Am                           C                                                 G 
    And all this time, addicted I, desperate for more and more
 F                                             Am                                     C                                         G 
    I chase the high but every single time, I come down lower than before
                 F                         Am                       C                                     G 
These empty words are on repeat and I can see they?re killing me
           F                               Am                         G 
But still I find that I believe the lies
 Am                                         F                                                       C 
      And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                                                   G 
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
 Am                                           F                                                   C 
      But when I turn down     this voice I hear in my head
                                           G                                       Am 
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
                   F                                     C                                           G                             Am 
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
                   F                                     C                   G 
So take all of these idols, all of my idols
 Am       C       G                   Am                   C             G 
      I am a well run dry, I am a clouded, starless sky
 Am           C               G                         Am                     C         G 
      Without Your breath of life       I would surely die
           Am                       C                     G 
But You gave your life for mine
 Am                                         F                                                       C 
      And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                                                   G 
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
 Am                                           F                                                   C 
      But when I turn down     this voice I hear in my head
                                           G                                       Am 
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
                                           F                                                       C 
      And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                                                   G 
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
 Am                                           F                                                   C 
      But when I turn down     this voice I hear in my head
                                           G                                       Am 
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
                   F                                     C                                           G                             Am 
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
                   F                                     C                             G               Am 
So take all of these idols, all of my idols yeah yeah
                   F                                     C                                     G                             Am 
So take all of these idols, all of my idols and lay them to rest
                   F                                     C                   G 
So take all of these idols, all of my idols yeah