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Primeira Parte B C# All of the time, I'm thinking 'bout things too much E And then I end up outâ??ofâ??touch Em B And feel aâ??lot less real than before B C# I speakâ??a lot of words but tend to say a lot less E I'm just a fuckin' mess Em B And I will shut my bedroom door Pré-Refrão E And as I iron out my brains Em To speak to ice cream stains B C# I'll stare at the ceiling stars and wonder why life's so hard E Em Locking the door, I will talk to my floor And I'll say Refrão B Oh, my friend C# I'm not sure what to do E B To get out of this goo that I absorb B How to stop myself? C# Hell, if I know E Em B As above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orb Segunda Parte B C# Most of the time I'm scooping mud and digging graves E In these saltwater caves Em B And overgrown hospitals the like B C# I'll step along the way to tell the frogs and toadstools about How I hate this body E Em And they'll say, oh they'll say Ponte E Em 'We would like to help you but B C# It seems like you're living in dreams, come back to reality' E Em B C# E Em I'll cry 'Wait!' and I will wake up late again E And in the morning, once more Em I will speak to the floor and I'll say Refrão B Oh, my friend C# I'm not sure what to do E Em B To get out of this goo that I absorb B How to stop myself? C# Hell, if I know E Em B As above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orb E Em B As above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orb
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