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GYour grandpa Cdied
When you were Emnine
They said Dhe had
Lost his Gmind
You have Clearned
Way too Emsoon
You should Dnever trust the pantaGloon C Em D
GNow it's your Cturn
To be aEmlone
Find a Dwife
And build yourself a Ghome
You have Clearned
Way too Emsoon
That your Ddad is now a pantaCloon
You are tired G
You are hurt Em
A moth ate through D
Your favorite shirt C
And all your friendsG fertilize Em
The ground you walk D
CLose Dyour Gmind
*either no music or quiet C, G, Em, D progression here*
He's seen too many stare downs
Between the sun and the moon
In the morning air
How he used to hustle all the people
Walking through the fairgrounds
He's been around so long
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
Because a chair now,
Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
Who glide across the very surface
That made his bones feeble
The end can't come soon enough
But is it too soon?
Either way he can't deny
He is a pantaloon
C
You are tired G
You are hurt Em
A moth ate through D
Your favorite shirt C
And all your friendsG fertilize Em
The ground you walk D
CLose Dyour Gmind
GYou like to sleep alone C
It's colder than you know Em
Cause your skin is so D
Used to colder bones G
It's warmer in the mornCing
Than what it is at nEmight
Your bones are held toDgether
By your nightmare and your frights C
You are tired G
You are hurt Em
A moth ate through D
Your favorite shirt C
And all your friendsG fertilize Em
The ground you walk D
CLose Dyour Gmind