Written by Jonah David/Aaron Dugan/Daniel Eisenberg/Matisyahu Miller/Josh Werner
Eb Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class Gm To seize knowledge we don´t need, I forgot my late pass Fm But I´m early to a arival beatbox, you got raps? Gm Meet me on the football field, don´t sleep on field, the quarterback Eb No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class Gm But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks Fm My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap Gm No matter how I tried, I just couldn´t fill the gaps Eb Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap Gm They lost the way, they never had the right map Fm Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back Gm So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn´t settle Eb Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals Gm I´ll never forget running through the hall with all y´all rebels Fm Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible Gm Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principlehide this tabe------------------------------------------------------------------ B----------------------------------------------------------------- G----------------------------------------------------------------- D----------------------------------------------------------------- A---3-3-3----1-------3-3-3----1------------------------------- E-----------3-----3-----------3---------------------------------- 4 xEb Yeah, misty morning and my mum´s a mess Gm To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed Fm Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F Gm Now death is all that´s left to ponder I wander off hoping to catch my breath Eb And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts Gm And roll up in a tornado twist, now I´m certain Fm There´s a pertinent reason I´m on this earth Gm Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert Eb When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure Gm And crawl away in tears Fm I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach We walk the halls with a grimace Gm Yeah they gossip in groups I try to mind my business and tell the truth Eb Gm For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction Fm We lean back in the calmest position Gm And embrace the honesty found within our tension What´s good? RefrãoAb Substance dulls the mind Fm Traif* wine clouds the heart Cm You can´t sew a stitch with one hand Bb While you´re taking it apart Ab Bright lights might look nice Fm But they sure won´t make you sharp Cm You can´t sew a stitch with one hand Bb While you´re taking it apartTrapped in the elevator of your mind Is it real, what will you find behind the door Your imaginations put you in a bind Around you there´s a cloud of gloom Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room Can´t see outside of your Universe Eb Gm No more war, there won´t be anymore hunger No jealousy, not even competition Fm Let go, release, you hold the keys Gm Time we evaporate into the breeze Eb We are nothing, we are something Gm Let go, release, you hold the keys Fm It´s time we evaporate into the breeze Gm We are nothing, we´ll be something Eb Welcome to the desert of my soul Gm You can stay if you like Fm There´s room for one more Gm There´s room for one morehide this tabIntrodução: e------------------------------------------------------------------ B----------------------------------------------------------------- G----------------------------------------------------------------- D----------------------------------------------------------------- A---3-3-3----1-------3-3-3----1------------------------------- E-----------3-----3-----------3----------------------------------
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