The Shondes - Dont look down

^EmThere’s not a spa^Brk of life insi^G5de this haunted hou^A5se Argue with the ^Emghost I keep my^Bself together ^G5I remember so^A5mething I remember I ^Emtalk, talk, talk, talk, ^Btalk too much Just li^G5ke the^A5m They’re the evil ^Emthing I’m the ^Bstory that stai^G5ned You can’t esca^A5pe I was ^Emraised with the kno^Bwledge o^G5f ^A5slamming g^Emates

^EmLooking back at the past, you turn to stone And you ^Emgo on like you’re always supposed to be alone Looking ^Emover my shoulder every ^Bday as I grow older I ^Emknow I was split at the root But I never meant to be like ^Emyou

Wh^Emy do I ^Amdream of starving, ^CLooking through cr^Dacks, and train tracks? ^EmTesting my re^Amaction time I’m not a^Cfraid of any^Dthing At ^Emnight, these old sur^Amvival traits are ^Calways in place ^D You know ^Emdanger, you turn a^Amround It’s in your ^Cblood, it’s in your ^Dblood Don’t look do^Emwn

The ^G5stain you can’t e^A5scape ^{Em B} The ^G5stain you can’t e^A5scape I was ^Emrai^Bsed with the ^G5knowledge of the ^A5past You ^Emhat^Be the ^G5knowledge of the ^A5past You ^Emhat^Ame ^{C D}

Wh^Emy do I ^Amdream of starving, ^CLooking through cr^Dacks, and train tracks? ^EmTesting my re^Amaction time I’m not a^Cfraid of any^Dthing At ^Emnight, these old sur^Amvival traits are ^Calways in place ^D You know ^Emdanger, you turn a^Amround It’s in your ^Cblood, it’s in your ^Dblood Don’t look do^Emwn ^{Am C D E5}