Chained To The Couch Cifras

[Verse 1]
          A                     Am
Well it’s hot like ouch and I’m chained to the couch
       F                E
And my brain spits bad ideas out of my mouth
       A              Am             F                   E
Like a thousand words circuits burst crowd screaming hear comes the hearse
        A           Am                     F               E
And I’m jumping now out of my chest as the crowds begin to scream
        A                   Am           F              E
And the winos wait into the bar rooms to drink away the dreams
               A               Am              F             E
And I can hear years’ worth of traffic outside on that dirty street
              A                Am              F                E
I can see the lights turn from red to black to blue to brown to green
              A           Am         F             E
And I’ve been staring for so long my eyes begin to bleed
              A           Am         F             E
Yes I’ve been staring for so long my eyes begin to bleed
 
[Chorus]
A                 Am                       F                     E
     When I was a young one they told me I left my rights at the door and
A              Am           F                   E
     As I grow older this becomes true more and more
A                 Am      F             E
     Now I’m just staring out that open door
A           Am              F           E       A    Am
I should be screaming but I aint got no tears no more
       F                 E               A    Am
I aint got no tears aint got no tears no more
       F                 E               A    Am  F  E
I aint got no tears aint got no tears no more
 
[Verse 2]
A                  Am               F       E
Guess I lost a few things that were dear to me
        A                       Am                      F       E
Like my arms and my legs and my body and my soul and my will to speak
          A            Am                 F          E
Now there just sliding fast towards that ocean floor beneath
       A                Am           F             E
Trying to not be pulled under by the waves and the weeds
A                Am                   F                        E
     Rain on the roof fit together so click like a tailor made suit
          A        Am         F              E
It’s like pull aim click bang soar and shoot
        A                      Am                    F        E
And the rain and the wind they lick my skin till its freezing smooth
         A         Am         F               E
And they heal over years of a thousand bloody wounds
            A         Am         F               E
Oh yes they heal over years of a thousand bloody wounds
 
[Chorus]
A                 Am                       F                     E
     When I was a young one they told me I left my rights at the door and
A              Am           F                   E
     As I grow older this becomes true more and more
A                 Am      F             E
     Now I’m just staring out that open door
A           Am              F              E        A   Am
I should be screaming but I aint got those tears no more
       F                    E                  A    Am
I aint got those tears aint got those tears no more
       F                    E                  A    Am  F  E
I aint got those tears aint got those tears no more
 
 
 
Pretty much the chords from Kevin G's Inspired by Andy Social
But with all the lyrics.
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