gtr 2. (played behind chords on clean electric)
(A) (E)
The morning suns about to break
im looking in as you create
someone
you lift your head and brush your teeth
and make your bed as if you wont
sleep again
you fix your hair and tie your shoes
and tuck your shirt and then you feel
new
the glass is full, the glass is broke,
and every day dissolves and there's
no hope
(distortion)
of ever leaving this temporary life
of ever leaving this temporary life
Li-fe li-fe li-fe li-fe
R1
To this city with the stolen name
E R2