Cifra de A Cure For Minds Unwell - Lewis Capaldi
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[Intro]
D A Bm G
[Verse 1]
D A
Waking up too early static on the TV
Bm G
Dressed in all the clothes I had on
When yesterday decided I didn't need to fight with the hours and the seconds no more
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm G
Doing all the things that I'm supposed to
D A
Working every day the way that most do
Bm G
Smiling while I'm hiding what I'm going through
But you know, you know, you know
[Chorus]
That if I'm being honest
I couldn't tell you this is all I wanted
I struggle sleeping 'cause the house feels haunted
Filled with the shadows of regret and the things I should've said
To the ones I laid to rest and lately
I'm terrified that all my youth is fading
Man, growing old is so excruciating
Is there a cure for minds unwell, 'cause my head's a living hell
If I'm honest with myself
[Verse 2]
D A
Stumble as I'm leaving, one foot takes the leading
Bm G
Second seems to struggle to find
A solitary reason, to continue seeking any use in walking this life?
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm G
Doing all the things that I'm supposed to
D A
Working every day the way that most do
Bm G
Smiling while I'm hiding what I'm going through
But you know, you know, you know
[Chorus]
That if I'm being honest
I couldn't tell you this is all I wanted
I struggle sleeping 'cause the house feels haunted
Filled with the shadows of regret and the things I should've said
To the ones I laid to rest and lately
I'm terrified that all my youth is fading
Man, growing old is so excruciating
Is there a cure for minds unwell, 'cause my head's a living hell
If I'm honest with myself
[Bridge]
So how am I supposed to see an end
To my own consuming constant fear and dread
When I can't even seem to make it out of bed
[Chorus]
Yeah if I'm being honest
I couldn't tell you this is all I wanted
I struggle sleeping 'cause the house feels haunted
Filled with the shadows of regret and the things I should've said
To the ones I laid to rest and lately
I'm terrified that all my youth is fading
Man, growing old is so excruciating
Is there a cure for minds unwell, 'cause my head's a living hell
If I'm honest with myself