Waxahatchee – Evil Spawn (Guitar)
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
A D E Take my money, I don't work that hard A D E I fall asleep in the beating heart A D E Of a dying breed peddling some lost art A D E Watch it fade, watch it fall apart
[Pre-Chorus]
A D E You let me go on and on A D E In the tall grass of a con A D E The prestige of some evil spawn A D E Well, I guess that's yours to settle on
[Chorus]
A D E But there ain't nothing to it, babe A D E We can roll around in the disarray A D E A In the final act of the good old days D E Ooh
[Post-Chorus]
D E What you're holding so close calls you by name Bm D E What you thought was enough now seems insane
[Verse 2]
A D E If we stand out in some wild city street A D E Dodging every car, every thief, and disease A D E Catching tiny crumbs in the hеartless breeze A D E Say we'rе tough as nails, say we're both naive
[Pre-Chorus]
A D E You let me fill every room A D E Wax poetic and presume A D E A Your principles ripen into a fragile tomb D E Watch it split in two D E What you do and you say sustain harmony Bm D What you thought was enough E Well, it works for me
[Chorus]
A D E There ain't nothing to it, babe A D E We can roll around in the disarray A D E In the final act of the good old days A D E A In the final act of the good old days
[Outro]
D E Ooh A Good old days D E Ooh A Good old days D E Ooh A Good old days D E Ooh A Good old...
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