Misc Originals - Andrea jimenez - a song for a funeral

^DThe first song I wrote Was for a funer^Aal ^AWhich I never went I cried while I wrote^G it ^GBut no ones knows it yet ^DYour words still eco in my mind ^A"He's gone" ^GNo, I still didn't forget

^EmI tried to make it sound good ^F#mI tried to make it feel rigth ^EmBut at the end of the day ^F#mNothing of this was on my hands

^BmCause I know the time it's complicated ^GI know I can't stop it or take it back ^AAnd just thinking about it, makes me gag ^Bm¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young ^GTo use your words like a knife? ^AHave you ever thougth what my first song ^Awas about? ^BmI'm so sure you never thougth about ^GMy first song was ^AA song for a fu^F#mneral

^DI wrote you a song without guitar ^AIt's horrible but I don't care ^GCause it's a letter for the day you leave ^DI know some day I'll burn that letter ^AI'd burn my whole voicenotes ^GSo you can hear them all

^EmI tried to make it sound good ^F#mI tried to make it feel rigth ^EmBut at the end of the day ^F#mNothing of this was on my hands

^BmCause I know the time it's complicated ^GI know I can't stop it or take it back ^AAnd just thinking about it, makes me gag ^Bm¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young ^GTo use your words like a knife? ^AHave you ever thougth what my first song ^Awas about? ^BmI'm so sure you never thougth about ^GMy first song was ^AA song for a fu^F#mneral

^ABut there's still time ^GTheres still time ^BmI know everything can be alrigth ^AIs just a race ^GI could run fast ^BmBut I can't jump the hole you left ^EmI'm destinated to fall there

^DMy fist song was for a funeral ^Awhich I never went ^GIt's been a long time ^DAnd I still can't forget ^ABut I can't run fast ^GI can't jump further ^DThe hole is too long ^AI'm destinated to^G fall

^BmCause I know the time it's complicated ^GI know I can't stop it or take it back ^AAnd just thinking about it, makes me gag ^Bm¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young ^GTo use your words like a knife? ^AHave you ever thougth what my first song ^Awas about? ^BmI'm so sure you never thougth about ^GMy first song was ^AA song for a fu^F#mneral

^EmI tried to make it sound good ^F#mI tried to make it feel rigth ^EmBut at the end of the day ^F#mNothing of this was on my hands

^DThis is my letter for the day you go ^GThis is my word to remaind you I've grow ^DThis is the prove of that was a bad year ^DI can't belive it's already a year ^GBut all my troubles haven't already go ^DSomeday I thougth it couldn't get worst ^ABurn my words ^DMy first song was for a funeral ^GI thougth it couldn't get wost ^ABut it got worst ^DThat was a bad^G year