Tom: A
Introdução:
C
Nothing is real.
C
I know this 'cause I made a deal,
Am
with the Devil he told me that I was just wasting my time on the Moon.
C
So I flew to the Sun.
C
Lost track of my soul on the run.
Am
Suffering twelfth degree burns,
Am
I learned that the Sun was no fun.
C
So I ran back to Earth.
C
Tripped and fell in the glorified dirt
Am
Honestly, Gravity sees me as a liability.
C
So I held my breath.
C
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
Am
I'll rip through the clouds to talk with the man in the sky.
I said...
F
Take this for what it is,
Am
I think you're a tad bit prejudice against
C G
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.
He said...
F
Kid, you don't know shit.
Am
You should go back home and live
C G
In that quiet little town you left behind.
C
I'm comin' home.
Am
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
C G
Im comin' home
Am
Just in time (Just in time.)
C
I am a fake.
C
A constant go-getter of fate.
Am
I lost track of time, I carried my mind on a plate.
C
I seasoned it well, with acid and MDMA.
Am
Then I howled at the moon, 'til the sun burnt out both of my eyes.
C
So I checked my pulse.
C
Standing there white as a ghost.
Am
I lacked the complexion and stabbed my reflection twelve times.
C
So I held my breath.
C
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
Am
I'll rip through the clouds to talk with the man in the sky.
I said...
F
Take this for what it is,
Am
I think you're a tad bit prejudice against
C G
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.
He said...
F
Kid, you don't know shit.
Am
You should go back home and live
C G
In that quiet little town you left behind.
C
I'm comin' home.
Am
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
C G
Im comin' home
Am
Just in time (Just in time.)
E E7 F
I don't know what I've been told, I will sell my soul to rock 'n' roll.
F
I don't know where to go, I have lost control
Oh, no