Tom: G

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Woah,     woah


[Verse 1]
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How do I explain
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Or even articulate
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That every day that I'm awake
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Is a day I fade away
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Place chicken scratch to paper
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As I scratch inside my temples
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For any hatch that resembles
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My simple solipsistic question


[Chorus]
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So here I stand
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A hollow man
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A broken piece
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Of god’s great plan
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Woah,     woah


[Verse 2]
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So I get out of my head
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And meet up with my friends
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They say, 'Hey dude we missed you
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Where have you been?'
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But I’ve been bleeding, I've been bleeding
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From all these senseless self beatings
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And they scream please believe it
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You are needed, you are needed


[Verse 3]
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But when will I know it?
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That I am not that piece of shit!
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That people look at and they wince and
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Throw up a little bit
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I am so cold
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But they hold me in a way
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That makes the pain go away


[Chorus]
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But I've been slowly building up
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My sense of self from dust
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I once was just a husk
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Rust covered in rust covered in rust covered in rust


[Bridge]
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In reality, my sanity is hanging by a thread
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But if I became balanced would my street cred be in shreds
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When my identity is entirely the maniac you see
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If I became healthy would I stop being me?
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In reality, my sanity is hanging by a thread (Slowly building up)
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But if I became balanced would my street cred be in shreds (my sense of self from dust)
        Em          Bm           D          G
When my identity is entirely the maniac you see (I once was just a husk)
   Em         Bm            D          G
If I became healthy would I stop being me? (Rust covered in rust covered in rust covered in rust)


[Chorus]
  Em    Bm      D    G
Slowly building up
   Em       Bm        D   G
My sense of self from dust
  Em       Bm      D    G
I once was just a husk
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Rust covered in rust covered in rust covered in rust
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Well here I stand (here I)
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A mouth full of sand (why do I keep eating sand?)
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Please could you hold my hand
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Stop me eating the sand, stop me feeling so goddamn bad