Tom: Am Am7 Dm7 G C [Verse 1] Am7 6AM, sound the alarm again, I wish that I was stronger Dm7 But I guess I'm blasting "跳者" just a couple minutes longer G C Roll my sleeves up, lace my sneaks up, before the weeks up, I gotta relax Am7 But the fact is I'm a slave to so called "fat stacks" And that's not all, as tall as I feel some days Dm7 I know that a "job that pays" G Can put the food on the table, but starve out the soul A thirst that you can't slake C But every minute that I'm late is 25 cents that I won't make Am7 Fronting every day like I'm not the jealous type Dm7 I envy ordinary folks with no direction in life G I see 'em all the time, benеath the streetlights after midnight C Girls and boys, city noise, glowing in black light Am7 Feeling likе I'm missing out on "spice of existence" Dm7 But it's not the kinda flavor I sip on, for instance: G Toking, joking, wasting time, lost in liquor lost in C Am7 Line 'em up side by side, can't tell the difference if you try, am I right? And despite all the mess, they're foolish, but happy Dm7 Exactly everything I wanted for me, but you see I'm torn because G From time to time I wonder what the hell is waiting for me C If I cashed all my ambition in for Netflix and a Forty Am7 The scene that I dreamed of being in Dm7 The grass I told myself was greener on the other side G Still in the back of my mind Downtown surround-sound commotion and haze C I guess I'll view it all in motion through a half-lidded gaze... [Chorus] Am7 Watching the world outside move in a jagged line Dm7 I'm probably just a little crazy 'cause I sure don't mind G I gotta spend my days behind a store-front window C 'Cause ya can't keep wishing for an "over the rainbow" Am7 The "birds that fly" are leaving chemtrails in the sky Dm7 G Not at all surprising that I might die trying to fly away C To another time and place, an escapist till the end of my days Am7 But I'm just thinking aloud again [Post-Chorus] Dm7 Thinkin'... Dreamin'... Yume wo mieru G C I'm thinkin'... Dreamin'... Yume wo mieru [Verse] Am7 Dm7 Thinkin' that I hate my thoughts- they love K, they don't know "Scott" They know fame, they don't know not G They don't know better, but I do C This the same kid who couldn't graduate high school Am7 This the same dude they call "otaku," Dm7 Label me a "nerd," don't see the pain I've been through G Wish I was like you too, then I wouldn't mind C Wish I knew how to speak my mind without these rhymes Am7 See the days add up, the math is simple now Dm7 Divide the bounds, multiply love and add your sound G Obscene amounts of doubt block the clouds, but C The spectrum still visible, watch it from my cubicle [Chorus] Am7 Watching the world outside move in a jagged line Dm7 I'm probably just a little crazy 'cause I sure don't mind G I gotta spend my days behind a store-front window C 'Cause ya can't keep wishing for an "over the rainbow" Am7 The "birds that fly" are leaving chemtrails in the sky Dm7 G Not at all surprising that I might die trying to fly away C To another time and place, an escapist till the end of my days Am7 But I'm just thinking aloud again