Tom: D
D
Oh boy it seems I'm 21
Gb7
It's been another year
Bm
I guess I should confess
G
About my existential fears
D
And yes it may depress
Gb7
But don't digress just take a knee
Bm
If you're a lady take my lap
G
must be over 18
D
I've figured what I love to do - that's great
Gb7
Yet still I sometimes hesitate
Bm
If tortured artists is my fate
G
I need to stop and calculate
D
The time I spend here in this room
Gb7 Cm
Whether it points to social doom
G
Assess the data then resume
Bm
And I'm still
E7 A7
Not sure what to do
Bm E7
With these hands
A7
When I'm out
D
And the ladies? Oh they love me
Gb7
They wont take a minute's break
Bm
JK my love life's reminiscent
G
Of sad turtle's in the shade
D
But then again I don't try
Gb7
Trusting it'll drop by,
Bm
If not well oh my,
G
I guess it's more bro time
D
My life - always constant
Gb7
Producing more content
Bm
Ten years in the making
G
and proud of product
D
Productive but snoozing
Gb7
The muse is elusive
Bm
enough with excuses
G
sit down and induce it
Bm
And I'm still
E7 A7
Not sure what to do
Bm E7
With these hands
A7
When I'm out
D Gb7 Bm G
I'm not excited bout drinking
Cause you can drink beer
when you're 18 here
doesn't matter
