The Weeks - Aint my stop live

^AWhat's more American than TV static in the dark? ^DmJust to spite you, it's the strangest of habits. I hav^Amen't slept in days, my mind feels crazed, it's not my life. I^E know the feeling goin over the brink and w^De all begin praying when the boat starts to sink. And you'll^E scream, " Hold on, you got this all wrong, it's no^At my lif^De."

^EWell, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm s^Bupposed to be somewhere e^F#mlse. At the end of a ^Eblade maybe ^Aend up in ^Eflames, something flashier than ^F#mmyself. When no ^Aone rose t^Do pick ^Dbmthe souls, but I'm gla^Ad with th^Abme one I got.^F#m Let^A me off this ^Dtrain or ^Dbmland this plane cause this ^Asure as hel^Abml ain't my stop, t^Ahis ain'^Et my stop.^A

^ARun me out of your town, see I'm the cause of your conflict. ^DmAnd I spit on the paper, sea of damaged the points like if I'm bleeding don't stop it, it'^Ams more than a prophet, it's my life. B^Eut lately it's crazy, the sweating, th^Ae freezin and I c^Dhange like the leaves or the decay of the seasons. Put the ^Egun in your pocket, tell the driver to s^Dtop it, it's my life.

^EWell, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm s^Bupposed to be somewhere e^F#mlse. At the end of a ^Eblade maybe ^Aend up in ^Eflames, something flashier than ^F#mmyself. When no ^Aone rose t^Do pick ^Dbmthe souls, but I'm gla^Ad with th^Abme one I got.^F#m Let^A me off this ^Dtrain or ^Dbmland this plane cause this ^Asure as hel^Abml ain't my stop, t^Ahis ain'^Et my stop.^A

^DbThe beginning of l^Eife, I guess it's m^Aore than a con^Ecept and the ^Bmhandles are s^Atolen ^Aso the train hasn't stopped yet. ^AHad a dream bu^Et I lost it, ^Dbma hole in my p^Bocket, it^E's my life. ^EAnd the windows are broken and the building we live in keeps the ^Arain from our faces ^Abut it lets all the ghosts in. Heard^E a heart that quit beatin and the city kept blinkin, ^Ait's my life^D.

^EWell, I'm not supposed to die like this, I'm s^Bupposed to be somewhere e^F#mlse. At the end of a ^Eblade maybe ^Aend up in ^Eflames, something flashier than ^F#mmyself. When no ^Aone rose t^Do pick ^Dbmthe souls, but I'm gla^Ad with th^Abme one I got.^F#m Let^A me off this ^Dtrain or ^Dbmland this plane cause this ^Asure as hel^Abml ain't my stop, t^Ahis ain'^Et my stop.^A