Artist: Byrdman
[INTRO]
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
You are tr[C]ying to be dif[E7]ferent, you are tr[Am]ying to make fr[F]iends
and you're tr[G]ying to find the reason.
You are trying to get even with the mon[C]sters [E7]on your b[Am]ed, gnawing at your fe[F]et
but you're afr[G]aid to look down.
And peop[C]le are p[E7]eople, we a[Am]ll make mist[F]akes,
but I'm afr[G]aid that the disasters will eventually add up and one day
[C]you'll be ca[E7]ught in a cros[Am]sfire with [F]no place to take cov[G]er.
We are ho[Dm]ping for the b[G]est but fu[C]lly expe[E7]cting the wo[Am]rse, and I[D7]'ll never le[F]ave here. [G]
[G]But I never wanna live here.
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
I'm stuck ins[C]ide an endless m[E7]aze, never sure w[Am]here I am. [F]
I have n[G]o hole to crawl back to.
I'm a t[C]urtle with[E7]out a sh[Am]ell, a fish out of w[F]ater, and[G] I just wanna be killed.
F[C]uck your rig[E7]hteous "[Am]it gets better[F]"s, you don't who I a[G]m, do me a favor, shut your fucking mouth.
M[C]ake me fo[E7]rget about the kn[Am]ives pressed to my thr[F]oat.
Make me fo[G]rget about the murders of people I know.
My par[Dm]ents love me m[G]ore than [C]I could probably e[E7]ver im[Am]agine so I[D7]'ll never l[F]eave them. [G]
[G]I have nowhere to go.
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
We could ki[C]ll 15 bi[E7]rds with one s[Am]tone, or feed 1 b[F]ird with 2 pl[G]ates and we will choose the latter.
This wea[C]lth we h[E7]ave can't be sp[Am]read too th[F]in, at least that's wh[G]at we tell ourselves to feel
better...
There are ans[C]wers [E7]to these que[Am]stions inside our ac[F]tions but we're t[G]oo scared to leave our homes.
I'm af[C]raid of w[E7]here I come f[Am]rom, but I'm ev[F]en more afr[G]aid of where I go.
We t[Dm]ry so damn h[G]ard to be ho[C]nest w[E7]ith ou[Am]rselves ab[D7]out how we fe[F]el. [G]
[G]I'm a liar.
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
You are tr[C]ying to be dif[E7]ferent, you are tr[Am]ying to make fr[F]iends
and you're tr[G]ying to find the reason.
You are trying to get even with the mon[C]sters [E7]on your b[Am]ed, gnawing at your fe[F]et
but you're afr[G]aid to look down.
And peop[C]le are p[E7]eople, we a[Am]ll make mist[F]akes,
but I'm afr[G]aid that the disasters will eventually add up and one day
[C]you'll be ca[E7]ught in a cros[Am]sfire with [F]no place to take cov[G]er.
We are ho[Dm]ping for the b[G]est but fu[C]lly expe[E7]cting the wo[Am]rse, and I[D7]'ll never le[F]ave here. [G]
[G]But I never wanna live here.
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
I'm stuck ins[C]ide an endless m[E7]aze, never sure w[Am]here I am. [F]
I have n[G]o hole to crawl back to.
I'm a t[C]urtle with[E7]out a sh[Am]ell, a fish out of w[F]ater, and[G] I just wanna be killed.
F[C]uck your rig[E7]hteous "[Am]it gets better[F]"s, you don't who I a[G]m, do me a favor, shut your fucking mouth.
M[C]ake me fo[E7]rget about the kn[Am]ives pressed to my thr[F]oat.
Make me fo[G]rget about the murders of people I know.
My par[Dm]ents love me m[G]ore than [C]I could probably e[E7]ver im[Am]agine so I[D7]'ll never l[F]eave them. [G]
[G]I have nowhere to go.
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [G]
We could ki[C]ll 15 bi[E7]rds with one s[Am]tone, or feed 1 b[F]ird with 2 pl[G]ates and we will choose the latter.
This wea[C]lth we h[E7]ave can't be sp[Am]read too th[F]in, at least that's wh[G]at we tell ourselves to feel
better...
There are ans[C]wers [E7]to these que[Am]stions inside our ac[F]tions but we're t[G]oo scared to leave our homes.
I'm af[C]raid of w[E7]here I come f[Am]rom, but I'm ev[F]en more afr[G]aid of where I go.
We t[Dm]ry so damn h[G]ard to be ho[C]nest w[E7]ith ou[Am]rselves ab[D7]out how we fe[F]el. [G]
[G]I'm a liar.
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