All My Ills Lyrics & Tabs by Finding Albert

All My Ills

guitar chords lyrics

Finding Albert

Oh apple of his eye,
Do you accept why,
You're sweet lies through lullabies,

Will leave you outside
Oh my, I lost an eye,
Whilst waiting for sight,
Serves me right some might surmise,
I fight better blind
If I set it up,
My token empty afterthought,
All I need for one last shot to kill,
All my ills
Oh apple of his eye,
Do you accept life?
The sweet lows and bitter highs,

Oh apple of his eye,
Do you accept life?
The sweet lows and bitter highs,
That make this all worthwhile
And I lap it up,
This happy afterthought,
So ready for the last encore until,
All my ills