Biography:
Austin Collins is an alt-country artist from Austin, Texas.
Albums include "Something Better" (2005) and "Roses Are Black" (2008).
The 2010 album "Wrong Control" was credited to Austin Collins and the Rainbirds.
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Austin Collins - 11 Months
Intro: Em7 D Cadd9 Em7 D Cadd9
Am Em
Take me back and put me in the throes
Am Em
Of your hardwood nights and your dirty clothes
Am Em
Under the eaves of your cocaine episodes
G D
I watched it all burn down
At the end of the hall on the second floor
Got your glass in my eye just to be ignored
As I stared through the holes in your broken door
Let’s try it one more time
Chorus:
F C
11 months and still no peace
C G
11 months there’s no relief
G D
It’s too late for what you wanted
F C
11 months for you to grieve
C G
11 months is your reprieve
G Am
It’s not enough to turn around
Dressed to kill that’s the only innocent
Way to cope with the pain as the fear ferments
Under the guise of your last heard argument
You’d do anything for him
Feed the roots of your love and his alibis
After the chains we played in your suicide
Feeling guilt is a half-bred battle cry
But that’s close enough for you
Chorus:
F C
11 months and still no peace
C G
11 months there’s no relief
G D
It’s too late for what you wanted
F C
11 months for you to grieve
C G
11 months is your reprieve
G Am
It’s not enough to turn around
I see for miles from the top of your steady course
Holding out for the peace using lethal force
Sitting in, spitting out what you can’t afford
We won’t try this again
Intro: Em7 D Cadd9 Em7 D Cadd9
Am Em
Take me back and put me in the throes
Am Em
Of your hardwood nights and your dirty clothes
Am Em
Under the eaves of your cocaine episodes
G D
I watched it all burn down
At the end of the hall on the second floor
Got your glass in my eye just to be ignored
As I stared through the holes in your broken door
Let’s try it one more time
Chorus:
F C
11 months and still no peace
C G
11 months there’s no relief
G D
It’s too late for what you wanted
F C
11 months for you to grieve
C G
11 months is your reprieve
G Am
It’s not enough to turn around
Dressed to kill that’s the only innocent
Way to cope with the pain as the fear ferments
Under the guise of your last heard argument
You’d do anything for him
Feed the roots of your love and his alibis
After the chains we played in your suicide
Feeling guilt is a half-bred battle cry
But that’s close enough for you
Chorus:
F C
11 months and still no peace
C G
11 months there’s no relief
G D
It’s too late for what you wanted
F C
11 months for you to grieve
C G
11 months is your reprieve
G Am
It’s not enough to turn around
I see for miles from the top of your steady course
Holding out for the peace using lethal force
Sitting in, spitting out what you can’t afford
We won’t try this again
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