Sir Sly - Expectations

^CmPressure's on, ^Ebpressure's high ^AbPressure's heavy ^Fmon my mind ^CmWeight is here, ^Ebweight is right ^AbWeight is heavy ^Fmon my spine ^CmTruth has holes; ^Ebtruth, it swells ^AbSometimes truth can ^Fmfeel like hell ^CmAnd it's full, ^Eband it swells ^AbIn the end, ^Fmwe'll all be well

^CmHow did expect^Ebations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}Got a wicked ^Ebthirst to feel ^Abalive ^{Fm Cm}How did expec^Ebtations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}Now I have no^Ebwhere to run and ^Abhide ^Fm Run and hide

^CmIdeas move, ^Ebideas pull ^AbCan ideas ^Fmbe controlled? ^CmFear has grown, ^Ebfear so old ^AbFear is pulsing ^Fmin my skull ^CmHope below, ^Ebhope on high ^AbHope in ocean, ^Fmhope in sky ^CmPeople come, ^Ebpeople try ^AbPeople gone in the blink of an ^Fmeye

^CmHow did expect^Ebations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}Got a wicked ^Ebthirst to feel ^Abalive ^{Fm Cm}How did expec^Ebtations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}Now I have no^Ebwhere to run and ^Abhide ^Fm Run and hide

^CmLosing control, ^Eblosing control ^AbLosing control, ^Fmlosing control x8

^CmHow did expec^Ebtations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}Got a wicked ^Ebthirst to feel ^Abalive ^{Fm Cm}How did expec^Ebtations get so ^Abhigh? ^{Fm Cm}How did expec^Ebtations get so ^Abhigh? ^Fm