Lyrics:
How much do you love me
Tell me in song
How much do you love me
There's no right or wrong
You make up your melody
And the chords will hum along
How
they spring forth
Like heavens raindrops on each chord
Sing hello hello
Look up sky's shining bright
Red and yellow
Let it be known
Your blood
storm
A symphony of chaos, a soul reborn
Through the highs and lows, he'll find his way
In the broken chords of a brighter day
Teenage years, a labyrinth
up again, I will do, 'til the final chord
Don't matter where I go, the feeling carries on
The need to play's in my heart
My songs will mean something,
every chord and melody, her story will be told
In a sea of fleeting fads, her sound will break the mold
This is the rise of the relic, rock's heart
That melody that sings
So bring it on and let it play
From memory to pen
It's something to remember
From the past again
Those chords once forgotten
Circuit boards and corrupted crashing files
Cyber Punks
(With their)
Coded style
(Wrapped in)
Tangled chords next to cigarette ash in piles
Cyber Punks
(And
carry on
With every chord I play I'll find where I belong
Sometimes it feels like I'm lost in the crowd
But when I'm playing my music I'm standing tall
feel alone
He makes this music with the signature tone,
The signature tone, with all his soul from the known
Like the chords that he play, they make him
Let you know what's yours, bouncing on a chord I've been working late nights, tryna open doors
We got different lives, we got different tastes I'm
Broken hearts
All around
Broken people
Trying to make it alive
One heart
Beating fast
One man singing
One man playing guitar
One chord
One tune
Its
chord
Half a century lies in store?
Or just a year, who's to say
Living one day at a time, come what may
Stairwell cage, tenderness lingers
Whispers,
slowed down
Dying by the sword
Strikes chords
I’ll don’t bow down
Stubborn artist
I don’t work for your attention
Nothing promised
If I make it I’ma
these abandoned towns, where silence is loud
I strum my chords, and I sing to the shroud
Burning bridges
Shattered dreams
We're the outcasts
The rogue
'cause it rhymed
Four chords, three minutes, you never fit in it
So I just take you line by line
Ooh
I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life
no answer fit
Just a phantom overlord
Who says that this is it
I said, "uh, yeah"
Can ya feel the chords we play?
Can ya hear the words we
I hear a low chord play inside me, a sustained note holding
Like the equation inside fire, I'm feeling inhuman
I stand and watch the rollercoaster
a grand ole Nashville tune, gonna put it on you
Like rain on the roof, like change in the juke
Three chords and the truth, like an old
I'ma love you like
Sitting on the front porch
Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord
Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken
Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening
Three chords and six strings
They're screaming how they're gonna change things
They're young, they're strong and proud
We turn it up cause we like
no, yeah, yeah, yeah
And there's a weight sitting real heavy down there on his shoulder
The patented moves growing colder
The seventh chord just
Six of one a half a dozen
Black guitars and plastic blues
Hide behind a wall of nothing
Nothing said and nothing new
Four chords that made
lift off the ground
I can levitate
With every chord that plays I close my eyes
And levitate
I can float
The air is electric, it heightens the senses
I
the devil
Or a deal with the Lord
Just two notes ringing on the same passing chord
Say what you want
Say what you need
But the truth, I know the truth
Has
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