C G Dm F [Verse 1]C G Dm F This morning I can't tell if I'm nihilist, or religious, or if there's even a difference.C G Dm F If god made the West Texas highway, guess there probably isn't.C G Dm F There's a darkness in my bones. It reaches all the way down to the mud.C G Dm F There's a spark that's in your eyes. It catches flame, and it burns all through my blood.C G Dm F [Verse 2]C G Dm F And every friend locked up or raided, it's reason enoughC G Dm F to go all in, to raise the stakes, to call the bluff.C G Dm F To burn all the world down for the sake of the ash.C G Dm F For the things that we've got coming through the storm of gasoline and broken glass.C G Dm F [Verse 3]C G Dm F This morning I can't tell if I'm anarchist, or religious, or if there's even a difference.C G Dm F If I'm waiting for the right time to act, well, guess there probably isn't.C G Dm F There's a darkness in my bones. It reaches all the way down to the mud.C G Dm F There's a spark that's in your eyes. It catches flame, and it burns all through my blood.
For The Sake Of The Ashes
Pat The Bunny
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