Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
Am
It was buried under a flask and uh
Caught peekin' from the bottom of a glass
F
All this nonsense, incense,
Am
common sense, consequence
Dm
Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb,
It's disturbed
Up and around to see
the same shit from her
She gets so silent,
watchin' life just pass by in a blur
Am
We can sneak into our lives undisturbed?
Dm
Over the perfect things to say
G
And then just choke on the words?
Verse 2
be the next
Everybody wanna be in step
Everybody wanna fuck
Everybody want the consequence
of playin' the fence
Everybody's got shit luck
to they own beat
Am
Everybody wanna make a dent
Dm
Every girl is lookin' for the
next best thing
Every boy's in love with his
Everybody hates me
Everybody wanna fight
We can't stand to wake up in the sun
But can't sleep in the moonlight
I'm sicker than my own skin
Am
I got the clothes and the jaded grin
Dm
I'm at the bar or the coffee shop
But I don't like drinkin'
And I fuckin' hate coffee shops
Am
I'm off the stop and roll
It's best spin like a twist- a- whirl
This ain't amusment, I'm a loser
It was bullshit, It was bullshit, uh
Am
But everybody seems to have the same
chain but can't break my five- oh
Dm
Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend
G
Am
nothing if I'm holdin' the carp it's like
Verse 3
Am
If you come down and just breathe,
and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better,
Am
Need to be if you can't see them,
Dm
then they can't see you
G
Am
Right, close your eyes
Verse 4
Am
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
Verse 5
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
Verse 6
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand
Am
This,
And It's strained to think
It might break
F
Scratch, Crack, Silence,
Am
This,
And It's strained to think
Scratch, Crack,
G
Am
Ah!
Verse 7
Livein the city, like any other
We all live alone
The only difference is we
don't seem to know it
When it's cold
Am
In the summer gotta wait
for the loathing
Dm
Holding, our posture so low
And we drink so there's not
Am
Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken,
so grown, so god so mistaken
So broke, so, so complacent,
so worn out, so worn out, so worn out
F
So full of doubt, so full of restrain
Am
So full of that self- control,
Am
That we thought was soul
Verse 8
Am
If you come down and just breathe,
and just breathe in and out
You'll feel a whole lot better,
Am
Need to see if you can't see them,
Dm
then they can't see you
Am
Right, close your eyes
Verse 9
Am
I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
F
Am
If I try, and so I try
Dm
To get a grip, a hold,
G
Am
a handle, a hand
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