Verse
F
Stand up straight just like a man
C F
Be counted with all the rest
F
Work real hard and graduate
C F
You need a well deserved good rest
F
Find a job and find a mate
C F
Settle down in a house in the suburbs
[Instrumental]
F C
F
These are dreams they gave to you
C F
I can feel when they're not yours
F
My skin peels like wallpaper
C F C
In the house that we don't go to anymore
[Instrumental]
F C X4
[Verse 2]
F
Feelings are far too radical
C F
To ever see eye to eye
F
D mother's son was killed today
C F
And only what she knows is why
F
Beheaded by hands of so-called faith
C F
Maybe for a chance to live in the sky
F
Whatever the goal and point they saw it
C F
I don't think that was the way to go about it
C F
They don't see a way around it
[Instrumental]
F C
[Outro]
F
Finally, I've come home, slipping off my shoes
C F
Into a land that brings such safety to me
[Instrumental]
F C x4