Cifras
Apprehension

Tono: F

Introducción:

 F                                                                                                             Am 
Finding out that you had lost the little one inside you
 F                                                                                                             Am 
Not a sound, but chalk that you had dropped on the floor
 F 
And I could tell that when you fell the future never planned on getting
             Am 
easier
 G                                                                                                                                               C 
God has never been afraid to fill our cups with more than they could hold
                                 F                                                                   C 
Til they all overflow and we drown once and for all

 Am                   C/F                             C                                                 G 
How could I misconceive I was owed something radically radiant
 Am                         C/F                           C                                                 G 
The doctor came through and asked if you'd like to give it name
 Am                         C/F                     C                                               G 
How can you misconceive our ideals and growing our futures
 F                                       C/F                                                   C 
Some impressive prize I find for placing all the blame
           G                                                     F 
My apprehension got the best of me
 F                                                                                                                             Am 
Better now than when I found I used to have the gift of amusement
 F                                                                                                                                 Am 
It's funny how without a doubt the family's far more calmer than me
 F                                                                                                                                 Am 
And I will cause a lovers court and do you don't you keep on tapping
 G                                                                                                           Am 
Sour-mouth, a coward clout, the dormant gospels nativity
                                                                   F 
My apprehension got the best of me
                                                                     Am 
Walking dead my heart was moldering
                                                     F 
Yeah it got the best of me
                               Am 
The best of me
 Am                                             C/F                                             C                                     G 
Pushing it out I heard the healthiest move is to abandon all of my blemish
 Am                               C/F                                   C                                               G 
That's what the hospital staff and the pair of our parents will say
 Am                 C/F                           C                                                         G 
Here I am again directly back to the place where Adam ruined family
 F                                       C/F                                               C 
running in a marathon of mental til God shows up again
My apprehension got me nowhere
 F                                             Am 
Swimming in my own filth
                                   F 
Yeah got me nowhere
               Am 
Nowhere