MARINA (Marina and The Diamonds) – Troubled Mine (Guitar)

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TROUBLED MIND -This is my first tab/chords, so I'm sorry if there's a wrong chord in here somewhere. Just let me know and I'll fix it. -Unreleased song by Marina and The Diamonds. -No capo. Am G F Dm G
Am
Off she trots to the psychiatric hospit...

Am                                                 Dm
All she's got is the memory of a girl that used to laugh a lot

                                          Am
Now she's very angry cause they say she's lost the plot

                                       G          F 
And she's laughing in the mirror at her paper dress

                         Am            Em    F
Cause she has a troubled mind, a troubled mind

Am
Rosie Black, she walked up in here wired up on crack

                              Dm
It's for the kids who have low self esteem

                            Am
They've got no concept of reality

                          G       F
Living their lives inside a fantasy

                         Am              Em  F
Cause they have troubled minds, troubled minds

Dm                                    C      G
Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands

Dm                                C       G
Must depend on a friend that will understand

Dm         Am                         Em Dm C
Like the glitter making love to the gleam

Dm       C                  G                F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem

Em G Dm C
Ooh...

Am 
Peter Pan could not admit he had become a man

                             Dm
He smashed the mirror into a million bits

                          Am
Now all he seems to do is stare and sit

                       G                        F
Painting pictures of a life that he'll never find

                    Am             Em  F
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds

Am
There's a sweet little guy called Mars

Am
Each night he cries, this ain't the place I'm meant to be

Dm
He hides his dreams deep within a wooden box

   Am                         
He hides his secrets deep within his woolen socks

G                   F 
Life will pass him by 

                    Am             G   F
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds

Dm                                    C      G
Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands

Dm                                C    G
Must depend on a friend that will understand

Dm         Am                         Em Dm C
Like the glitter making love to the gleam

Dm       C                  G                F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem

Dm                                  C          G
We can kill for the dust we need to fill these hands

Dm                                 C     G
Can't depend on a friend that will understand

Dm          Am                         Em Dm C
Hate the glitter, we have murdered the dream

Dm       C                  G                F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem

Em G Dm C
Ooh...
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