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CI'm so tired It feels like my head has been fried DmYou don't have to ask fDm/Cor the nighBbt hanging undAmer my eGyes G7
CAll I need is a blanket to cover my feet and aDm touchdownDm/C lit up and wBbide enough forAm me to descGend upon G7
FUndisturbed The evening isAm undisturbed D7Free from words of those who necessarily hGad to honk horns F Emat the freeway ghosG7t Who has
Cno place left but the vacuum of everyones thrift Dmand the sounds of an aDm/Cnxious wBborld who'll never make Amit on tGime G7 time
CIn this home C/Bthere isAm solitude by telAm/Gephones Bb oDmf fifteen diDm/Cfferent take Bbaway meAmnues GI slabbG7er on
FUndisturbed The evenings Amare undisturbed D7Free from words of those who necessarily had to spGeak up F when the lightEms were off and G7all Amnot right now signDms called the soundFs Gto stop