This American Life

Chorus: 
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it's hard to tell as daytime 
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becomes confused with night time. 
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there's just never enough time.  
           E 
i'm always tired. 
                      Bm        D 
it's hard to make the most of 
         Bm       D 
being so lucky 
                   Bm       D 
when i feel like a ghost 
            E 
most of the time. 



Chorus: 
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i'm working every day now 
             Bm         D 
slaving to a wage now. 
               Bm      D 
it drives me insane 
              E 
how hopeless i feel. 
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i'm going to die someday, 
                   Bm       D 
and that should be okay, 
                      Bm    D 
because that's how it is. 
              E 
that's how it goes. 



Chorus: 
                  Bm        D 
they happen every day now, 
                Bm        D 
in almost every minute. 
                   Bm          D 
they happen when i want them, 
           E 
and when i don't. 
                       Bm         D 
i'm missing, and these moments 
             Bm        D 
only make me lonely. 
                  Bm     D 
they only make me wish 
               E 
i could go back home.