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Am F G Dm [Verse 1]
Am I was raised on distractions
F Out of sync with the rest of reality
G I really tried to blend in
Dm Pretending I was part of the scenery
Am It made me seem more human
F In a world less gruesome
G It made me pass for normal
Dm Among the high and neutral [Chorus]
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south [Instrumental]
Am F G Dm [Verse 2]
Am I always spoke my mind
F Like a rhinoceros charging into walls
G And when I courted you
Dm I never said the words at all
Am Maybe it came out wrong
F I don't know where it came from
G The truth can hurt sometimes
Dm Like the greatest lies [Chorus]
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south [Instrumental]
Am F G Dm [Chorus]
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south
Am On the best of days I'm a loaded gun
F On the worst of days I'm a burned out candle
G And the wind keeps blowing down my house
Dm Changing direction north to south
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