Tom: C
Introdução:
C F
Sucking on a rhyme
C Am
You know I don't feel right
C F
These dreams they steal all my time
C Am
They take it from my eyes
F G
I don't try as much to feel
CEm Am
Anything these days
F G
I will try and reach the field
CEm Am
And there I will stay
F G
No time comes to me now
C Em Am
There's nothing I'm for or opposed to
F C Dm Dm/B
There's nothing I'm really supposed to do
Dm/B
Goals disrupt the past
One thing about a life
C F C
There's nothing I realize
F C Dm
There's no one I despise
C F C
Nothing to hide behind
G
This time
C F C
There's no one I despise
F C Dm
nothing I realize
C F C
Nothing to hide behind
G C
This time.