F G Pick up the phone, dial toneAm C A blank space, thoughts erasedF G An incident, cold bloodAm C Striked out, a single roundF G A suspect, quarantinedAm C Terror fades, turns to rageF G This is the cold part, the room shakesAm C Life gives, but mostly takesF G Em Life gives, but mostly takeF G Am C Separate my life from the island of yoursF G Am A second cycle that can't fill the holeF G C Am If it were up to me we might still have controlF G Am But your existence has left with your soulF G Am Yeah your existence has left with yourF G Day by day, a slow decayAm C Violent dissonanceF G Perpetual motionAm C Keeps my mind occupiedF G Terminal sadnessAm C Introvert or socially ineptF G All of your colours bleed togetherAm C I can't remember the last thing you saidF G Em No I can't remember the last thing you saidF G Am C Separate my life from the island of yoursF G Am A second cycle that can't fill the holeF G C Am If it were up to me we might still have controlF G Am But your existence has left with your soulF G Am Yeah your existence has left with your HelloF G Am C How many cycles till I fill this holeF G Am The years have taken their tollF G C Am If it were up to me I'd kill this dreamF G Am The one where I lose your soul
Island Of Yours
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Tom:
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