MOD - True Colors (Video) Chords

Listen guys, [G] we're from the record company, we're professionals, we know what we're talking about.
This trash stuff just doesn't work.
You've got to have an image, you've got to have a gimmick,
you've got to do it our way.
_ Trust us, we know [Gb] what we're talking about. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ So you know, _ where are your [Bb] friends? _ _
_ [B] _ [G] _ You call me your [Db] friend, _ [F] _ _ got me in the pocket _ [G] again.
Mother seed, now I learn, [F] _ I need my back from every turn.
_ [G] _ Mother's mind, hold [B] so _
_ [F] adorned, you slammin' on the chord.
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_ [G] _ She's colored, mine is glowing [F] bright, so you say, talk, and you look me like.
[E] _ _ Yeah, let's be, can't you see, what it's been.
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Walkin' in the door, I thought I knew, _ who got a friend of yours.
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_ [E] _ _ _ On that day, most of me, but here it is.
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Walkin' [E] in the door, once again, _ we're friends, but now we're through, [Bb] cause of you.
_ Yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] to _ curse,
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_ [Bb] _ [E] to curse, _ _
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[E] to _ curse, _ _ _
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to [E] _ curse.
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_ [E] _ _ I'm a gonna make things on my own, open your eyes, don't be [B] blind.
Open the door, I'm right for you, then I bet, you're right for [Bb] _
me.
[E] _ _ All my men are sold, I'm the son of, I don't know.
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Open [E] the door, kick my head, do you know, where [Bb] you're from? _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ You call me your friend, _ [C] _ _ you stab me in the neck like a [B] damn.
[G] _ Mother seed, now I [F] learn, I don't need my back from every turn.
[G] _ _ Mother's mind, hold so _
_ [F] adorned, you slammin' on the chord.
_ [G] _ She's colored, mine is glowing bright, [F] so you say, talk, and you look me like. _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Two colors, _ _ _ let [Ab] it shine.
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