Intro
Fm D# x2
[Verse]
Fm D# G# C#
I can't feel my right side ear but I'll probably still not listen to jazz
Fm D# G# C#
I can't feel my left side hand god I hope it comes back to me again
C# Cm
But all this means is I'll get back what I lost
C#
When I wanted to die
Cm
Eight months before
C#
Or a year or two ago
C C#
Sitting in my room with the light beams shining through
C C#
And an able bodied soul but a mind that didn't know
C
That light beam was gold