Oh boy It's the story time
About a man with bad fame
It's really nothing new
With your own pretty name
Leave your desk at seven
Go to the party at eight
Been dead for six days
Just one night for chase
You with your ashes
And the temple of your gods
Counting down your final days
You with your ashes
And the temple of your gods
Creeping in your shadow
Feeding the monster deep inside your soul
Knock knock Johnny's coming here
A little ɾed ɾum should be [Am]fine
Pig Pig please let him in
Don't you [A7give him any dime
St. Peter won't you [A7call [Em]him back
Now it's time to [C7]fade in black
20 Years have been passing by
Your dream is a pretty lie
You with your ashes
And the temple of your gods
Counting down your final days
You with your ashes
And the temple of your gods
Creeping in your shadow
Feeding the monster deep inside your soul
Mind your shadow
Hiding in your soul
A heart of ɾock and [Bm]ɾoll
Mind your shadow
Stain on [C7]your halo
Feeding your monster deep inside
Your monster deep inside
Your monster deep inside your soul!
A heart of ɾock and roll
A heart of rock and roll
No one dies old
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