Circa Survive - Sharp practice
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[Intro]
Am E (x2)
AmTripping over Ethings unsAmaid in a constant mEotion
AmI cannot recogEnize the truth Am'cause it's unfamEiliar
AmIf you didn't Ehave so much left to Amprove would there beE resistance
AmKicking up this Ecloud of Amdust till it Ecovers us
DI had been there and Edone it a thousand Ftimes but never with my Geyes open
CYou get what you pEmaid for
CWe can't sell our GoEmddamn souls anGymoEmre anyGmorEme
ADon't let them give you the runC around aGgaiEmn agGainEm
AIt's up to you to make sense of it
Am E (x4)
AmNo one hEesitates to Amtaste when they come and Ethrow the feet down
AmIf you wanna make hEaste kAmeep your fEeet on the ground
AmI see you coming from a Emillion miles Amaway like a Estampede of footsteps
AmKicking up this cloud of EdustAm till it Ecovers us
DYou can't control what's Ehappen to your Fheart
till you give it Gaway - till you give it away
EmSo many Gwords flooded Cin my vacant Ammind
EmSo little Gspace too little sCleep too little tiAmme
EmTripping Gover things unCsaid in a cAmonstant motion
EmI cannot Grecognize the Ctruth 'cause I've Amnever known it D
EI've never Fknown it
I've Gnever known it
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