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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
