Kasabian - Twentyfourseven

^AWhere goes, where goes the sunlight?^{B D}I wish I knew cos it is gone now You'll be staring at the traffi^Bc ^AJust try your hardest not to panic

^BmYou want to ^Erock it cos you got ^Bmnone You ^Ecan't taste it cos you feel num^Bb No ^Eone will give it so just take some^Bm You're trying ^Ehard just to be some^Done

^EToss and turning in your bed ^EThere's no escaping from what's in your head Living is easy when you're ^Adead inside ^B You ^A#want to run but you can't hide^B

You want to ^Erock it cos you got none ^B You can't ^Etaste it cos you feel numb^Bm No ^Eone will give it so just take some^B You're ^Etrying hard just to be some^Bmone

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, T

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, T

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, T

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven

^BYou want to ^Erock it cos you got none^B You can't ^Etaste it cos you feel numb^Bm No ^Eone will give it so just take som^Bme You're trying ^Emhard just to be some^Bmone

Are you mad ^Ain England^Bm? Cause the walls are ^Bpaper thin Yeah, we're all ^Bmmad ^Ain England^Bm The city's ^Ecrumbling, ^Aah ^BmWoa, O, ^Boh, ^Ewoa, O, oh ^BmWoa, O, oh, ^Ewoa, O, oh ^BWoa, O, oh, ^Ewoa, O, oh ^BWoa, O, oh, ^Ewoa, O, oh

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, T

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wenty-four seven, twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven

^BYou want to ^Erock it cos you got none^B You ^Ecan't taste it cos you feel num^Bmb No one will ^Egive it so just take some^Bm You're trying ^Ehard just to ^Dbe someone