Easy Version
| Intro: |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db Bbm |
| Bbm F Gb |
| I live inside my own world |
| Db Bbm |
| Of make-believe |
| F Gb |
| Kids screaming in their cradles |
| Db Bbm |
| Profanities |
| F Gb |
| I see the world through eyes |
| Db Bbm |
| Covered in ink and bleach |
| F Gb |
| Cross out the ones who held |
| Db Bbm |
| My cries and watched me weep |
| F Gb |
| I love everything |
| Db Bbm |
| Fire′s spreading all around my room |
| F |
| My world's so bright |
| Gb |
| It′s hard to breathe |
| Db |
| But that's alright |
| Bridge: |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db Bbm |
| Bbm F Gb |
| Tape my eyes open to force |
| Db Bbm |
| Reality |
| F |
| Why can't you just let me |
| Gb Db Bbm |
| Eat my weight in glee? |
| F Gb |
| I live inside my own world |
| Db Bbm |
| Of make-believe |
| F Gb |
| Kids screaming in their cradles |
| Db Bbm |
| Profanities |
| Bbm |
| Some days |
| F Gb |
| I feel skinnier than all the |
| Db Bbm |
| Other days |
| Bbm |
| Sometimes |
| F Gb Db |
| I can′t tell if my body belongs |
| Db Bbm |
| To me |
| F Gb |
| I love everything |
| Db Bbm |
| Fire′s spreading all around my room |
| F |
| My world's so bright |
| Gb |
| It′s hard to breathe |
| Db |
| But that's alright |
| Bridge: |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db Bbm |
| Bridge: |
| Db F Bbm Bbm x4 |
| Bbm F |
| I wanna taste your content |
| Gb Db |
| Hold your breath and feel the |
| Db Bbm |
| Tension |
| F |
| Devils hide behind redemption |
| Gb Db Bbm |
| Honesty is a one-way gate to hell |
| F |
| I wanna taste consumption |
| Gb Db |
| Breathe faster to waste oxygen |
| Bbm F |
| Hear the children sing aloud |
| Gb Db |
| It′s music 'til the wick |
| Bridge: |
| Bbm F Gb Db Bbm F Gb Db |
| Bridge: |
| Db F Bbm Bbm x4 |
| Bbm F Gb |
| Just wanna be carefree lately, |
| Db |
| Just kicking up daisies |
| Bbm |
| Got one too many quarters |
| F |
| In my pocket |
| Gb |
| Count ′em like the four-leaf |
| Db |
| Clovers in my locket |
| Bbm F Gb |
| Untied laces, yeah |
| Db |
| Just tripping on daydreams |
| Bbm |
| Got dirty little lullabies |
| F |
| Playing on repeat |
| Gb |
| Might as well just rot around |
| Db |
| The nursery and count sheep |
| Ending: |
| Bbm Bbm Db F x4 |
Sub Urban - More Songs |
|
|
No more song for this artist Ask a song |
|
More songs from the category Rock |
|
