First Song Ramshackle Glory
(Part2)
<i></i>C E F C
[C] [E] [F] [G]
[C]I took the needle out of my [E]arm about
[F]A year ago [C]today,
[C]And every day since then I've been [E]taking
[F]The needle out of my [G]brain.
[F]So when I'm staring down at my [G]hands I can't explain
Just [E]what it is that I'm thinking [F]of,
Except thank god that all my [G]veins have to pump is my [C]blood.
[C] [E] [F] [C]
[C] [E] [F] [G]
[C]I've done you so much [E]wrong I can't believe
[F]You would still [C]talk to me.
[C]And I say so much bullsh*t [E]I can't believe
[F]That anyone around me can [G]breathe.
[F]I know that it's a little [G]dramatic,
But [E]the word for not changing is [F]ââ?¬Å?dead.ââ?¬Â?
So I'm getting better, my [G]friends, but please don't hold your [C]breath.
[C] [E] [F] [C]
[C] [E] [F] [G]
[C]I met a man in [E]rehab the first time,
[F]An organizer in [C]prison.
[C]He lived in Chicago when the [E]cops shot Fred Hampton,
[F]But he was just a kid back [G]then.
[F]Justice doesn't flow from [G]police guns,
I'm [E]reminded of that all the [F]time.
As long as there is a [G]law, peace will be a [C]crime.
[C] [E] [F] [C]
[C] [E] [F] [G]
[C]What the news calls [E]economics,
[F]I still call it [C]violence.
[C]If your god is a [E]judge or a jailer,
[F]I'm still an ath[G]eist.
[F]But I try to have faith in the [G]things that will happen;
[E]I get saved from myself [F]when i do.
So maybe ââ?¬Å?godââ?¬Â? isn'[G]t the right word, but I[C] believe in you.
[C] [E] [F] [C]
[C] [E] [F] [G]
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