Em G I want to brush my hair some more D C But I’m scared it might fall out Em G I want to paint my face again D C But I’m scared that they might shout Em G I dream of being pretty D C More than I do of thriving Em G And dream of being remembered D C More than I do surviving Em G I cross and cross and cross these trails D C And cross re-cross old paths Em G Retread through all the footsteps D C Where once we were so sad Em G It’s nice to revisit D C It's nice to replant Em G But do I garden my trauma D C Em G D C Like the spineless sycophant Em G In busy rooms all there for me D C I still feel misunderstood Em But it’s ungrateful brain G D C And chosen pain, to say I feel unloved Em I might be often drama king G D C I may mope and pout and grumble Em G Even in improving circumstance D C I still find myself disgruntled Em G I dig and dig, dig out my brain D C With primordial soup spoon Em G D C Phantasmagoric memories are slowly detuned Em G D C And endlessly I rewrite all my histories of you Em G D C Unstable causality, breathes into tapestries untrue Em G D C And soon unsure the guilt I feel just comes from my disposition Em G D C If these proppian dichotomies are just my own rendition Em G D C Some days I feel the hero, other days I feel the villain Em G D C E G D C Perhaps we both are mutually instigator and the victim Em I want to think so fickle E D C And live just aesthetic life Em Because this self-analysis D C It cuts through me like a knife Em G It slices so mathematically D C Into these perfect halves Em Gm And the binary of thinking D C Can tear my head apart
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