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[Verse]B C C#All of the time, I'm thinking 'bout things too muchEAnd then I end up out of touchEm BAnd feel a lot less real than beforeB C C#I speak a lot of words but tend to say a lot lessEI'm just a fuckin' messEm BAnd I will shut my bedroom door[Pre-Chorus]EAnd as I iron out my brainsEmTo speak to ice cream stainsB C#I'll stare at the ceiling stars and wonder why life's so hardE EmLocking the door, I will talk to my floorN.C.And I'll say[Chorus]BOh, my friendC C#I'm not sure what to doE Em B DTo get out of this goo that I absorbBHow to stop myself?C C#Hell, if I knowE Em B DAs above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orb[Verse]B C C#Most of the time I'm scooping mud and digging gravesEIn these saltwater cavesEm BAnd overgrown hospitals the likeB C C#I'll step along the way to tell the frogs and toadstools aboutHow I hate this bodyE EmAnd they'll say, oh they'll say[Bridge]E Em"We would like to help you butB C#It seems like you're living in dreams, come back to reality"E Em B C# E* Em*I'll cry "Wait!" and I will wake up late againEAnd in the morning, once moreEmI will speak to the floor and I'll say[Chorus]BOh, my friendC C#I'm not sure what to doE Em BTo get out of this goo that I absorbBHow to stop myself?C C#Hell, if I knowE Em BAs above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orbE Em BAs above, so below, I'm my own damn spirit orb