Making Up Words Chords & Lyrics - Bug Hunter

[VERSE]

[G]Slow down we can ta[B]lk it out
we'll ba[Em]ck-track, relax and t[D]rack it down
how I c[G]arve out a space for th[B]is
To hold a j[Em]ob and have a hobby that’s exp[D]ensive as it is
[G]My neighbors all co[B]mplain about the noise I m[Em]ake
I piped down and I h[D]aven't made a peep though
[G]but I've found my v[B]oice in this random noise
so [Em]sit back now and w[D]elcome to the peep show

[CHORUS]

[G]I've been m[B]aking up wo[Em]rds
at the [D]top of my lungs [G]
at the t[B]ip of my tongue [Em]
ease up, and l[D]eave me some
[G]I've been ma[B]king up word[Em]s
'cause there ar[D]en't anymore [G] [B] [Em] [D]

[VERSE]

Un[G]twist From the sou[B]nds of it
I've mi[Em]ssed half the point but I g[D]ot the gist, no I
[G]Now I know what my n[B]ext step is
find the pe[Em]rfect words if th[D]ey exist
[G]Is it words for love?[B] Is it words for pain?
[Em]and do I stop when they s[D]ound the same
or is it [G]better that I pander to the p[B]eople who will listen
or do I p[Em]ivot, go 180, just to[D] prove I can be different?

[CHORUS]

[G]I've been m[B]aking up wo[Em]rds
at the [D]top of my lungs [G]
at the t[B]ip of my tongue [Em]
ease up, and l[D]eave me some
[G]I've been ma[B]king up word[Em]s
'cause there ar[D]en't anymore [G] [B] [Em] [D]

[VERSE]

[G]Refresh, give me t[B]ime to rest
to re[Em]charge my search for a so[D]und that's fresh
[G]I don't mean to be so [B]down or pessimistic
like an [Em]ivy on my skin I can't re[D]sist the urge to itch
with a si[G]mple little hobby all I [B]do is stitch together
clever wo[Em]rds and sounds, record, promote d[D]esign and finally pitch it
and I[G]'m like "please share, please [B]like and subscribe"
but a[Em]ll I want to do is leave this [D]unrelated stuff behind
but at the [G]same time, I want to re[B]ach a million people
now I'm f[Em]eeling like a thousands out of [D]reach if I don't keep up
with the t[G]rending times, a bra[B]nd new state
a new ban[Em]dwagon with some new [D]paint - well here's my new way
[G]Maybe I'm not tr[B]ending up on twitter
and the o[Em]nly one's I'll reach will be my [D]mom and baby sister
maybe I'[G]m not bound for [B]money or fame
but my mus[Em]ic wouldn't fit ins[D]ide a status or a hash-tag!

[CHORUS]

[G]I've been m[B]aking up wo[Em]rds
at the [D]top of my lungs [G]
at the t[B]ip of my tongue [Em]
ease up, and l[D]eave me some
[G]I've been ma[B]king up word[Em]s
'cause there ar[D]en't anymore

[G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] x2
[A] [D] [A] [D] [A] [D] [A] x2
[B] [E] [B] [E] [B] [E] [B] x2

[CHORUS]
[A]I've been m[C#]aking up wor[F#m]ds
at the [E]top of my lungs [A]
at the t[C#]ip of my tongue [F#m]
ease up, and l[E]eave me some

[ENDING]
I'[A]ll plagiarize the chorus from the b[C#]eating in my chest
I'll t[F#m]ake my inspiration from the cade[E]nce of my breath
I'm s[A]earching for a rhythm in the cra[C#]cking of my knuckles
they asN.C.
ked me for a title, said I'm Torn Between a Couple
[A]taking aim and aiming up, its s[C#]econd nature, off the cuff
I'm va[F#m]guely masquerading and I'm fa[E]king that I'm brave enough,
I'm [A]shakin' up the achey stuff, I'm w[C#]aking all the neighbors up
there a[F#m]in't enough to waste it cuz I'm savin up[E] and makin' up w[A]ords