Chewing Bottles Radical Face My voice never made it in time And they [Bm]hung me [A]out to [G]dry [D]My words never bother to rhyme And I [Bm]always [A]wonder [G]why [Bm]So now I've taken to chewing [A]bottles To see if I still [D]bleed [A] [G] D A G (x3) [D]The king has to beg for his meals The [Bm]times just [A]get me [G]down [D]But I'm just a spoke in the wheel I'll [Bm]always [A]be [G]around [Bm]And now our plans are just like [A]trash in the breeze [Bm]They never stay afloat f (guitaretab.com)