Subculture Cifra

Am      Dm             G
I like walking in the park
      Em            Am
When it gets late at night
   Dm                G
I move `round in the dark
    Em                 Am
And leave when it gets light
   Dm           G
I sit around by day
     Em              Am
Tied up in chains so tight
      Dm             G
These crazy words of mine
   Em
So wrong they could be
 
Am                Dm
What do I get out of this?
   G            Em
I always try, I always miss
Am                          Dm
One of these days you'll go back to your home
G                           Em
You won't even notice that you are alone
Am                         Dm
One of these days when you sit by yourself
G                                 Em
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
Am                  Dm
In the end you will submit
G                Em
It's got to hurt a little bit
 
Am        Dm          G
I like talking in my sleep
Em                  Am
When people work so hard
Dm                  G
They need what they can't keep
Em                   Am
A choice that leaves them scarred
Dm                  G
A room without a view
Em                   Am
Unveils the truth so soon
Dm                  G
And when the sun goes down
Em                   Am
You've lost what you had
Am                  Dm
What do I get out of this?
G                   Em
I always try, I always miss
Am                  Dm
One of these days you'll go back to your home
G                    Em
You won't even notice that you are alone
Am                   Dm
One of these days when you sit by yourself
G                        Em
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
Am                     Dm
In the end you will submit
G                      Em
It's got to hurt a little bit
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