Ther Demented Man

	  		
     Am 
The questions asked but never know 

     Am                             D 
The feeling governs which way I'll go 

Am 
Endless circles on my mind 

  Am                                D 
Spiralling a downward climb, which way I'll go 

      Am 
The Thoughts are there for you to find 

 Am                                D 
But you never know which way I'll go 


 
        F                  Em 
Those flashing lights are warning me 

    F                    Em 
But ever bidding voices see 

        F                 Em 
You're caught in a web of emptiness 

     F              Em 
The tales told the path you tread 

 F              Em 
Does it lead into your head? 

    F                 Am 
Or back to a world of emptiness? 



  Am 
Smiling faces watching me 

 Am                                     D 
Helping hands just wait and see, which way I'll go 

  Am 
White walls stretching in the sun 

 Am                             D 
Was it that here I began which way I'll go 

 Am 
Faintly voices plead with me 

Am                            D 
Ever asking, ever see, which way I'll go 

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