Capo 7th fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Jupiter was right he said
little moons will bite but there's no
way he'd ever be a still life
posed.
He'd rather walk back up the
hill to see the sun when you're
weak your mind's
exposed.
Little baby cries with the
weight of god inside as he's
told to be a saint he really
knows.
Miracles are rare so
why should I care? You know I'll
never get outside inside this
home.
You little blonde hair
blue eyed
brat.
I told you not to
cry like
that.
Honey where is
your mind
at?
Love him as a
child of
yours
I lay in bed this
giant
snores.
And keeps me up on
my all
fours.
He hasn't gone away.
Well the preacher's cold so you
do as your told and let the
water pierce the evil through your
skin.
It burned and scarred as mother
told you love is war and love is
war, so what do you keep fighting
for?
Keep pushing more, the bunkers
rise, composers score and Love is
War, so what do you keep fighting
for?
You little blonde hair
blue eyed
brat.
I told you not to
cry like
that.
Honey where is
your mind
at?
Love him as a
child of
yours
I lay in bed this
giant
snores.
And keeps me up on
my all
fours.
He hasn't gone away.