Intro
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[Verse]
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Hey Will, why don’t you cut the shit
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and tell me who you’re fighting for?
Gm Gsus4
if you’re not taking care of yourself
Gsus4
then what are you here for?
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I used to think there was an answer
D#6
in the music of my youth
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but I just read Brian Wilson’s biography
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and now I know the truth
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because his father never loved him
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and the band just wanted money
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and Dennis was an alcoholic
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who drowned looking for treasure
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and everyone who was around him
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just gave him drugs and took his money
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he was dependent on social acceptance
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just like every other human
[Chorus]
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and now I’ve got no one to pray to
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and I’ve got nowhere to stay the night
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and it’s hard to be here at all
[Verse]
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I have no faith in life
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to leave me satisfied
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I’ll have my fears and worries
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until the day I die
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and I will not go to heaven
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and I will not go to hell
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I have no faith in death
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to be anything at all
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* I feel sick
* * I don't feel well
* * What a disgusting feeling
* * * * I don't like this feeling
* * How disgusting
* This feeling sucks
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some of these things are symptoms
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and some of these are being human
[Chorus]
A#/F A#sus4/A Gm Gm/C
and I am torn between
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trying to be a better man
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and trying to accept the man I am
[Outro]
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The people that I’ve talked to
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and the books that I’ve read
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and the tv shows and movies that I’ve seen
Gm
are all I have to turn to
Gm
to learn how to live
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but when? When? When? When?
D#maj7
When? When? When will I ever learn?
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