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INTRO/VERSE
^: Upstroke
v: Downstroke
This is the ska/reggae part that is played through most of the
song. Hit the chords on the upstrokes to make it sound authentic.
V ^ V ^ V ^
e|-x-8--------x-8--------x-6--
B|-x-6--------x-8--------x-6--
G|----------------------------
D|----------------------------
A|----------------------------
E|----------------------------
PRECHORUS:
e|-----------------------------------
B|------6-------6-------6-------6----
G|--3-----3-2-----2-0-----0-3-----0--
D|-----------------------------------
A|-----------------------------------
E|-----------------------------------
CHORUS
e|----------------|----------------
B|----------------|----------------
G|----------------|-7-----5-----3--
D|-3-----5-----8--|-7-----5-----3--
A|-3-----5-----8--|-5-----3-----1--
E|-1-----3-----6--|----------------
BRIDGE:
e|---------------|-----------|------------|--------------------------------------------------
B|---------------|-ends-with-|------------|---5-6---5-6---5-6---5-6---5-6---5-6---5-6---5-6--
G|-10---10-10-9--|-----------|------------|-5-----5-----5-----5-----3-----3-----3-----3------
D|-10---10-10-9--|-8---------|---------8--|--------------------------------------------------
A|-8----8--8--7--|-8---------|-8---8---8--|--------------------------------------------------
E|---------------|-6---------|---5---6-6--|--------------------------------------------------
LYRICS:
I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right
but something changed tonight
I made it through with spontaneity
but this monotony is killing me
It's 2 AM and the house is cold, I'm feeling old
looking back at how times rolled
I know somewhere stars fill up the night
that must be such a sight, It'd make me whole again inside
I'm getting closer, closer, the farther I drive away
I'm getting colder, colder, the longer I stay
Don't know how much time I've gotta spend right here, right here
Been avoiding but it's time to face my fears, right here
Looks like this episode should end
And I'll miss my friends
I'm distracted by this ambient night, memories bite
sitting where the rain and pavement fight
I never meant to make the onion cry, but I gotta see the tide
to make me whole again inside
Did you know I've never seen the ocean
In the midst of all this windy commotion
pack our bags, bust to horizon
won't stop till I see the sun rising
looking in to darkest oblivion
might help humble jaded opinion
what'll come with come of this mission
no guarantee to hinder depression
when I leave I won't make a sound
make sure no one's around
where am I headed? I'm headed westward bound
I can't breathe this midwest air tonight
Oh yeah
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