Cifras
Colors Gasoline Mashup

Tono: A

Introducción:

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                                Am                                                                            F  
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
                                     C                                                                 G  
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
                                Am                                                                         F  
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
                             C                                                                                    G  
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty eight years old
                  Am                                                                            F  
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
                  C                                                                         G  
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
                  Am                                                                                    F  
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
                  C                                                                                         G  
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
And all the people say
Am                                                    G  
"You can?t wake up, this is not a dream
Dm                                                                                      F  
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
                             Am                                            G  
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Dm                                                                    F  
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Am                                                         G  
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh)
Dm                                                                              F  
I think there?s a fault in my code
Am                                                         G  
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh)
Dm                                                                      F  
These voices won?t leave me alone
Am                                                                              G  
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold
                             Am                                                                            F  
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
                        C                                                                 G  
And I've only felt religion when I lay with you
                                Am                                                                    F  
Said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
                          C                                                                            G  
I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you
                  Am                                                                            F  
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
                  C                                                                         G  
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
                  Am                                                                                    F  
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
                  C                                                                                         G  
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
And all the people say
Am                                                    G  
"You can?t wake up, this is not a dream
Dm                                                                                      F  
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
                             Am                                            G  
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Dm                                                                    F  
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"
Am                                                         G  
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh)
Dm                                                                              F  
I think there?s a fault in my code
Am                                                         G  
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh)
Dm                                                                      F  
These voices won?t leave me alone
Am                                                                              G  
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold
                                     Am  
Everything is blue
Am                                                                    G  
My heart is gold and my hands are cold
                                     Am  
Everything is blue
                                     Am  
Everything is blue