Ed Stockham chords

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[C]We're amature [E]romantics painting [F]backdrops of a [G]landscape of a [C]susnset
that is [E]someplace we [F]haven't figured [G]out yet.
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And we're amature nomadics, under lights we're never static
Though it's [C]sometimes proble[E]matic, we em[F]brace the catas[G]trophic.

[G]'Cause we're made from our mistakes;
Our [F]applause comes from the [G]walls.
And we [F]ask for nothing [G]more and we [F]don't need a re[G]ward,
our bed and [F]books: all we can af[G]ford.
But be[F]hind our bedroom doors, [G]we can change the world.

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And we're [C]amature [E]empathics borrowing [F]costumes from the [G]attics.
We'll [C]pretend we're someone [E]else, make it [F]obvious we're [G]acting.
And we're [C]amature fan[E]tastics, reading [F]lines we'll for[G]get,
but we can [C]make them up, 'cause [E]it's enough to [F]be here with our [G]friends.

Our [F]applause comes from the [G]walls.
And we [F]ask for nothing [G]more and we [F]don't need a re[G]ward,
our bed and [F]books: all we can af[G]ford.
But be[F]hind our bedroom doors, we're [G]gonna can change the world.

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We [C]tried to change the [E]world, and we [F]did to some de[G]gree,
but we [C]couldn't help the [E]influence of [F]papers and [G]TV,
'cause they [C]recognized our [E]cause, and [F]offered us re[G]wards,
And we [C]ended up chan[E]ging the world back [F]to the way it [G]was.

And our [F]applause, came from the [G]halls.
And we [F]asked for so much more and got [G]bored of the rewards.
And the [F]buzzwords changed our [G]voices and we [F]thought it was [G]progression
to [F]decieve what we were [G]doing in [F]pursuit of some pro[G]fession.

But I [G]never want to be professional!

I [F]just want to be real, and [G]feel that I am part of the [C]world.[E] [F] [G]

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