Birthday

Intro: A Dm G G A Dm G G [Verso 1] A Dm I never think of my teeth G Until I get on a bike A Dm I never think of my hands G Until I pick up a knife A Dm I wouldn't call it forgetting G Then it isn't foresight, A Dm G not the right way of going about it A Dm I never think of my skull G Until the kids playing catch A Dm I always think of myself G But it's completely detached A Dm G And every life is chock-full of disorienting facts A Dm G It's a bad way of going about it [Refrão] A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Take a baseball to the head D Wake up later with some sutures Dm And a super new sixth-sense A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Make it better for myself D Maybe I'll predict my future Dm* From everything I've already felt A Dm G [Verso 2] A Dm I sit and sound like a place (ah) G A I cry almost every call Dm I barely look at my face (ah) G Forget my shoes in the hall A Dm And you could say it's a message G A Dm G That the writings on the wall are the wrong way of going about it [Refrão] A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Take a baseball to the head D Dmaj7 Wake up later with some sutures Dm And a super new sixth-sense A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Make it better for myself Dmaj7 Maybe I'll predict my future Dm* A From everything I've already felt [Ponte] A Twenty-four, fill the void C# Scratch the floor, make some noise A The illusion of choice D Take a breath, save my voice A Twenty-four, fill the void C# Scratch the floor, make some noise F# The illusion of choice D Take a breath, save my voice [Refrão] A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Take a baseball to the head D Dmaj7 Turn into a live computer Dm Learn it all to end up dead A Maybe I'll predict my future C#7 Make it better for myself Dmaj7 Maybe I'll predict my future Dm* I wonder what I havent felt