Macklemore

Ten Thousand Hours(Chords)

Macklemore

Key: E

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Capo on 2nd fret
	        
Capo II 

Chord progression stays the same until halfway through last verse.   

Beginning: 
  E   G#m  C#m   A 

'Raw, unmedicated heart' 

 C#m   B   F#m   A 



I hope that God decides to talk through 'em 
That the people decide to walk with 'em 
Regardless of Pitchfork cosigns I've jumped 
Make sure the sound man doesn't cockblock the drums 
Let the snare knock the air right out of your lungs 
And those words be the oxygen 
Just breathe 
Hey man, regardless I'mma say it 
Felt like I got signed the day that I got an agent 
Got an iTunes check, shit man I'm paying rent 
About damn time that I got out of my basement 
About damn time I got around the country and I hit these stages 
I was made to slay them 
Ten thousand hours 
I'm so damn close I can taste it 
On some Malcolm Gladwell 
David Bowie meets Kanye shit 
This is dedication 
A life lived for art is never a life wasted 
Ten thousand 


Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand hands 
Ten thousand hands, they carry me 
Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand hands 
Ten thousand hands, they carry me 

Now, now, now 
This is my world, this is my arena 
The TV told me something different I didn't believe it 
I stand here in front of you today all because of an idea 
I could be who I wanted if I could see my potential 
And I know that one day I'mma be him 
Put the gloves on, sparring with my ego 
Everyone's greatest obstacle, I beat him, celebrate that achievement 
Got some attachments, some baggage I'm actually working on leaving 
See, I observed Escher 
I love Basquiat 
I watched Keith Haring 
You see I studied art 
The greats weren't great because at birth they could paint 
The greats were great because they paint a lot 
I will not be a statistic, just let me be 
No child left behind, that's the American scheme 
I make my living off of words 
And do what I love for work 
And got around 980 on my SATs 
Take that system 
What you expect? 
Generation of kids choosing love over a desk 
Put those hours in and look at what you get 
Nothing that you can hold but everything that it is 
Ten thousand 

Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand hands 
Ten thousand hands, they carry me 
Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand hands 
Ten thousand hands, they carry me 

Same shit, different day, same struggle 
Slow motion as time slips through my knuckles 
Nothing beautiful about it 
No light at the tunnel 
For the people that put the passion before them being comfortable 
Raw, unmedicated heart, no substitute 
Banging on table tops, no subs to toot 
I'm feeling better than ever man 
What is up with you 
Scraping my knuckles, I'm battling with some drug abuse 
I lost another friend, got another call from a sister 
And I speak for the people that share that struggle too 
Like they got something bruised 
My only rehabilitation was the sweat, tears and blood when up in the booth 


It's the part of the show where it all fades away 
When the lights go to black and the band leaves the stage 
And you wanted an encore but there's no encore today 
Cause the moment is now, can't get it back from the grave 
Part of the show 
It all fades away 
Lights go to black 
Band leaves the stage 
You wanted an encore but there's no encore today 
Cause the moment is now 
Can't get it back from the grave
	        

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