Current Joys - My nights are more beautiful than your days

^D I'm getting sick of just about^Am everything It's ^Fnot unusual to ^Cfind ^D The ugliness slips too ^Ameasily In^Fto a troubled ^Cmind ^D You try to run from the ^Ampast But there are some ^Fthings you can't leave be^Chind ^D Just like the first time you and ^AmI met It's im^Fpossible to outrun the ^Ctimes

^D There's something between ^Amyou and me It ^Ffeels like a new dise^Case ^D It's gone through all the ^Amthings I knew And ^Fsoon, it'll come for ^Cme ^D Cause I'm too young to ^Ambe ^FPart of a dying ^Cbreed ^D And I'm too young to ^Amsee That it's the ^Fbreed that's killing ^Cme

^D And there's no easy ^Amway to say ^FThat I'm leaving you be^Chind ^D So I'll just bury mys^Amelf away In^Fto my troubled ^Cmind ^D 'Cause in my waking ^Ammind Oh, I feel ^Fso far a^Cway ^D 'Cause in my head these ^Amnights Are more ^Fbeautiful than your ^Cdays

Can you hear me drift a^Fway? ^{C F C} F C F C F C F C F C F C F C F C F C F C