Waxahatchee - Evil Spawn

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[Intro]
 
A D E
 
A D E
 
A D E
 
A D E
 
 
[Verse 1]
 
A D ETake my money, I don't work that hard
A D EI fall asleep in the beating heart
A D EOf a dying breed peddling some lost art
A D EWatch it fade, watch it fall apart
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
A D EYou let me Go on and on
A D EIn the tall grass of a con
A D EThe prestige of some evil spawn
A D EWell, I guess that's yours to settle on
 
 
[Chorus]
 
A D EBut there ain't nothing to it, babe
A D EWe can roll around in the disarray
A DE AIn the final act of the good old days
D EOoh
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
 
D EWhat you're holding so close calls you by name
Bm D EWhat you thought was enough now seems insane
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
A D EIf we stand out in some wild city street
A D EDodging every car, every thief, and disease
A D ECatching tiny crumbs in the hеartless breeze
A D ESay we'rе tough as nails, say we're both naive
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
A D EYou let me fill every room
A D EWax poetic and presume
A D E AYour principles ripen into a fragile tomb
D EWatch it split in two
D EWhat you Do and you say sustain harmony
Bm DWhat you thought was enough
EWell, it works for me
 
 
[Chorus]
 
A D EThere ain't nothing to it, babe
A D EWe can roll around in the disarray
A D EIn the final act of the good old days
A D E AIn the final act of the good old days
 
 
[Outro]
 
D EOoh
AGood old days
D EOoh
AGood old days
D EOoh
AGood old days
D EOoh
AGood old...
 
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A D E
 
A D E
 
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