Misc Originals – Andrea Jiménez - Golden Dishes (Guitar)

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Your knife wasn't sharp

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Cause fear was your real gun

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But your money won't buy my silence

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I made a bonfire and destroyed

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The past

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There's a pink neon cloud in the sky

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It let's down acid rain, as you walk in

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When you show by surprise in my

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nightmares

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felt your hands in my neck, I was just a child

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It all went dark for a sec

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And there heard your voice, told me things I can't remember

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But I still feel

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Made my flaws more than my good could

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ever be

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Rotten faces behind masks

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If this is what I've got I guess I'll fake it for

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a while

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Show your smile just for the picture

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Back to faking, staying cold

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You're show lights are still shining

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but the main artist is gone

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Fancy fancy all your gold

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Fancy fancy but it's not

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And it wasn't the fist time this happened to us

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Gave a chance to forgiveness, but it wasn't right

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But I trust that time heals and someday it won't matter

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I still hold it inside, it's a slow death

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It's nostalgia and pain meeting up

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felt your hands in my neck, I was just a child

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It all went dark for a sec

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Hoped for a future that wouldn't come

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And I still tried to stay

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But the day your joke made me cry

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I knew it was all said

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Rotten faces behind masks

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If this is what I've got I guess I'll fake it for

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a while

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Show your smile just for the picture

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Back to faking, staying cold

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You're show lights are still shining

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but the main artist is gone

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Fancy fancy golden dishes

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Fancy fancy all your gold

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Fancy fancy but it's not

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And when you came out,you didn't even ask if I was fine

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Summed in the dark, I felt the rage eating me alive

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My feet moved on, thank God I hadn't control over them

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The day they walked out that door, to never come back

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I hope you feel alone every single night

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And regret what you have done when you come to find

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My seat is empty at your Christmas table

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And I don't even feel bad about that

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I hope you spend your money, make of it the most

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Cause you always loved it more than us

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I wasn't conscious of the pain behind the sparkles

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But now I am

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Yeah now I am, now I am

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And turns out gold is fake, It's all fake it's all fake

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All your golden dishes are fake