Mother Tongue White Lies The city stays h[F]igh, all night[C][G-Am] [F]Lit up and shivering Like a [C]pinball table of fireflies[G-Am] [F]An echo of home, [C]on the edge of life[G-Am] [F]Shot through the veins of an [C]angel I'm a devil in exile[G-AM][G] [D]But if you have for[F]gotten Your precious mother [AM]tongue What do you think your [G]mother Would say of what you've [D]done? And if you can't [F]remember the place You call a [Am]home, or having trouble [G]placing Who's calling on the [D (azchords.com)