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Radical Face likes to tune his guitars a half step down, so if you want to play along with the song, tune down to Eb-G#-C#-F#-Bb-Eb. Alternatively you can transpose a half step up at the side (ultimate guitar is magical) but there'll be more bar chords to play. Intro: F#m A E B x2
When you were F#myoung You'd bite your Atongue ECalm, always did what you were Btold Never ran your F#mmouth Lived life on Atiptoes EOnly felt peace if by Byourself When mistakes don't F#mcount
There's a Ahole in your Echest From the time that you were Dborn One that don't get F#mfilled 'cause you've always Aknown you're nothin' they Ewant
But everybody's F#mbones are just Bholy bDranches Cast from Etrees to cut patterns into the F#mworld And in Btime we find some Dshelter Spill our Eleaves and then sleep in the BmEarth And when we're Dthere we'll belong 'cause the EEarth don't give a damn if you're F#mlost
F#m A E Bm x2 over the "ooo-oo-oo" bit
F#mNow I live Aalone EWorking the belly of Bmachines Wring my soot-black F#mhands And I don't sleep Amuch EDays don't feel different From the Bnights With no goals in F#mmind
There's a Ahole in my Echest From the time I walked Daway One I fill with F#msweat So now I Aknow I'm nothin' they Ewant
But everybody's F#mbones are just Bholy bDranches Ride the bEreeze to cut patterns in the leF#maves And in Btime we find some Dshelter Spill our Eseeds and then wait for our tDurns But for F#mnow we're adriAft on the waves of Ediscontent Trying to carve our Dplace All in F#mhopes we'll be something they Ewant But I'm not holding my F#mbreath
F#m A E Bm x4 over the "ooo-oo-oo" bit
BTrace your Dfingers down my Bspine BMake your Dhome behind my Beyes BLine my Dskull with harmless Blies I'll bide my Dtime until I'm Esomething they F#mwant
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