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2nd traste
Song by Al Sam
Title: The Game
Capo 2nd fret
Fm = 1-3-3-1-1-1
C#maj7 = X-4-3-1-1-1
A#m7 = X-1-3-1-2-1
C7 = X-3-2-3-1-X
[Intro]
Fm Fm C#maj7 C#maj7
Fm Fm C#maj7 C#maj7
[Verse 1]
Why’r your nerves frayed on this summer night baby
Lost into the tapes slowly grinding to the grave
Fade, all in full engraved in my skin
Say, you take it all away still I sin
I’m a stray, perks of being crazy
God I try to pray to myself, but I’m lazy
Tried to see a day where I put me in the need
God I’ve seen a face like my shadow follow me
When I felt great then I dwelled
Held on to my faith like I cared
Trying on my fate like I dare
C#maj7
Don’t know what to waste still I delve
Head first standing in a different kind of hell
Everything I say I got to listen to repeat
And when I wanna speak, I need asking for a seat
Every little bleak day streets
Ones I turn into a quest
When I’m really in a hurry yet I double on a bet
[Chorus]
Oh I wind up in a real place
In the realm of my inner thoughts
Where my every fucks kinda went someday
And I’m stuck in our old game
Oh I, didn’t want everyone thinking
I couldn’t stop
But choosing the bottle is choosing
To ease up the pain
Oh I wind up in a real place
In the realm of my inner thoughts
Where my every fucks kinda went someday
And I cry for all my pain
Oh I, didn’t want everyone
Thinking I couldn’t clutch
But choosing my battles is choosing
To win at the game
Fm C#maj7 A#m7 C7
Fm C#maj7 A#m7 C7
[Verse 2]
I’m all in ‘till the day there is no one left to crave
And I try to stay awake, but there’s no one holding me
Trying to see the sense in believing what I see
Trying to be the man life wanted me to be
While I’m feeling ten sensations in a tense situation
In a trance at the station on a bench
Just a little bit of weed
Barely pay the rent and I’m spending all the green
Holding up a fence even when I go to sleep
Instead of thinking love, we’ve been thinking how to fight
Created a god and let him guide us to the light
Killing all darkness, riding like a knight
Feeling so righteous, days turn into nights
Thought I was a prince ‘cause I lived in paradise
I need to have the truth before my eyes to realise
Given all we knew, guess we thought not to revise
See now I’m only certain that I’m blind
[Chorus]
Oh I wind up in a real place
In the realm of my inner thoughts
Where my every fucks kinda went someday
And I’m stuck in our old game
Oh I, didn’t want everyone thinking
I couldn’t stop
But choosing the bottle is choosing
To ease up the pain
Oh I wind up in a real place
In the realm of my inner thoughts
Where my every fucks kinda went someday
And I cry for all my pain
Oh I, didn’t want everyone
Thinking I couldn’t clutch
But choosing my battles is choosing
To win at the game
Fm C#maj7 A#m7 C7
Fm C#maj7 A#m7 C7
Fm ...