Misc Unsigned Bands - Amanda falk - charade

an^C#mother day, I paint ^Aon a face that ^Ethey expect to ^B/D#see It’s^C#m not all I want, but it??^A?s all I’ve go^Et to make this wor^Bld believe ^ANothings wrong with me I’m an^C#m artist of ^Aemotion, a ^Emaster of de^Bceit and the^C#m many faces I^A portray are n^Eothing at all like ^Bme ^Ahow I long to be free

f^Brom this, n^Eever ending^A maze, oh my he^C#mads in a d^Baze every time I thi^Ank in this ov^Ber played ch^Earade, oh^A my h^C#mearts gonna f^Bade and I can’t g^Ao on

it’s ^C#ma tug of war each ^Amoment to^E hide this pai^Bn inside but to o^C#Mpen up, and s^Apill this cup of feeli^Engs that I hid^Be but w^Ahat would people think, what would people say ^Bwhen hear the truth, will they turn and run away will they t^Ehrow a stone, or lend a shoulder to lean o^Bn

it’s no^C#mt fair, I can’t take this ^Aanymore oh these t^Eears, are drifting me from sh^Aore is there h^C#mope for someone just like m^Ae? then I h^Dear a voice inside me say^A, “I can set you ^Bfree”.

^BFrom this, nev^Eer ending m^Aaze, I will^C#m be your str^Bength If you let ^Ame in S^Bo just, take m^C#my hand and ^Asee, if you fo^Bllow me, you can be fr^Aee