Colors Gasoline Mashup Teclado

	   
 

            Am                             F 
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so 
              C                         G 
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show 
            Am                            F 
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope 
           C                                G 
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty eight years old 


       Am                             F 
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight 
       C                            G 
You're spilling like an overflowing sink 
       Am                                F 
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece 
       C                                  G 
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink 



And all the people say 
Am                    G 
"You can’t wake up, this is not a dream 
Dm                                 F 
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being 
           Am                 G 
With your face all made up, living on a screen 
Dm                          F 
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline" 


Am                      G 
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh) 
Dm                              F 
I think there’s a fault in my code 

Am                      G 
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh) 
Dm                           F 
These voices won’t leave me alone 
Am                              G 
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold 

           Am                             F 
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through 
         C                         G 
And I've only felt religion when I lay with you 
            Am                          F 
Said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too 
          C                             G 
I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you 



       Am                             F 
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight 
       C                            G 
You're spilling like an overflowing sink 
       Am                                F 
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece 
       C                                  G 
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink 



And all the people say 
Am                    G 
"You can’t wake up, this is not a dream 
Dm                                 F 
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being 
           Am                 G 
With your face all made up, living on a screen 
Dm                          F 
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline" 


Am                      G 
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh) 
Dm                              F 
I think there’s a fault in my code 

Am                      G 
(Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh, oh) 
Dm                           F 
These voices won’t leave me alone 
Am                              G 
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold 

              Am 
Everything is blue 
Am                          G 
My heart is gold and my hands are cold 
              Am  
Everything is blue 
              Am 
Everything is blue