John Frusciante - God

^C So each day would be ^Dnew I bui^A#ld you to ^Fsleep ^C That's the idea of ^Ddying but you'll ^A#just have to ^Fsee ^C You can do what you ^Dwant or s^A#o you th^Fink ^C But till you stop all your ^Dthoughts You are t^A#ied to your surroun^Fdings

^Em When the fog spreads^G out in the ^Crainy season ^Em It comes from my in^Gsides ^{C Em} When the thunderous ^Glighting ^Cstrikes down ^Em You're seeing your real ^GI ^{C Em} People ^G You ^Cblaspheme my name

^Em But still I love you ^EmStill I love y^Gou I ^Clove you just the s^Emame ^CI hear all your ^Gprayers because ^AmI'm each one of ^Emyou ^CCreation's not something ^GI did It's ^Amsomething that I ^Emdo The ^Creason for the ^Gbad is so the there'd be ^Amsuch things as ^Emgood Oh ^CI'd do any^Gthing for you ^AmYou all know I ^Emwould

^CBe for me ^GBe for me ^AmBe for ^Emme ^CBefore for me ^GBefore for me ^AmBefore for ^Emme

^CYou know that I ^Gtry to re^Ampair and re^Empay As ^Clife goes by a ^Gthousand times It ^Amgets a little ^Embetter

^CAll is be^Glief, All ^Amis be^Emlief ^BYeah ^CAll is be^Glief, All ^Amis be^Emlief ^{B C}Yeeee ^Dee ^Emeee