Key: B
Introduction:
C
Heatstroke, I'm looking at your pictures
Am
From new to old
Bb
As you're becoming less into yourself
Am Bb
And more into the world
Bb/C
It's an elephant graveyard
Am
And that was 2004
Bb
And you were in terrible trouble
Am Bb
Now that's gone, gone, gone
C
At first worse things are happening
Am
And the weeks are just counting down
Bb
You think that you'll be different then
Am Bb
And you are, but how?
C
And each year you think the next
Am
One is the future and then you're there
Bb
A new result you can't recall
Am Bb
Or just avoid like a private number
Gm7
And Europe's fucked probably
Bb
It seems insane
F
My friend's art needs guarding
C
End of days
Gm7
I think I've never been better
Bb
I'm at the top of my game
Eb
I'm living it up for TV dust
F
And disassemble, you've got to disassemble that stuff
Bb/C
Now there's more light coming from my screen
Am
Than light from outside
Bb
I see myself as if from the street
Am Bb
And I turn on the light
Bb/C
And I look at old emails
Am
I have forgotten which
Bb
But why am I telling you this?
Am Bb
You are not even here
Bb/C Am Bb Am Bb
C
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