Migraine twenty one pilots
Intro (Chorus):
[F]Am I the on[C]ly one I kn[G]ow
[F]Waging my wa[C]rs behind my fa[G]ce and above my throat.
[F]Shadows will sc[C]ream that I'm al[G]one, '[F]lone '[E]lone.
Am Dm C G (x2)
Verse 1:
[Am]I-I-I I've [Dm]got a migraine.
[C] And my pain will range from up, [G]down, and sideways.
[Am]Thank God it's Friday cause Fri[Dm]days will always be
[C]Better than Sundays, 'cause Sundays[G] are my suicide days.
[Am] I don't know why they always [Dm]seem so dismal.
[C]Thunderstorms, clouds, snow and a [G]slight drizzle.
[Am]Whether it's the weather or the letters [Dm]by my bed
Somet[C]imes death seems better than the migrai[G]ne in my head.
[Am] Let it be said what the headac[Dm]he represents
It's me def[C]ending in suspense
It's me suspended [G]in a defenseless
[Am]Test being tested by a [Dm]ruthless examinant
C G Am (hold) Dm
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts.
I do [C]not have writer's block my writer just[G] hates the clock.
It will [Am]not let me sleep I guess I'll sleep [Dm]when I'm dead
And somet[C]imes death seems better than the mig[G]raine in my head.
Chorus:
[F]Am I the on[C]ly one I kn[G]ow[G] [Am]
[F]Waging my wa[C]rs behind my fa[G]ce and above my throa[G]t.[Am]
[F]Shadows will sc[C]ream that I'm al[G]one.[G] [Am]
But I [Dm]know, we've [C]made it this [F7]far, kid.
[C] [Dm6] [Am] [F7] Yeah yeah yeah
[C] [Dm6] [Am] [F7]
Verse 2:
Am (rest or Dm)
I am not as fine as I seem. Pardon,
C (rest or G)
Me for yelling and telling you green gardens
Am (rest or Dm)
Are not what's growing in my psyche, it's a different me
C (rest or G)
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees.
Freeze [Am]frame, please let me paint a mental [Dm]picture portrait.
[C]Something you won't forget, it's all a[G]bout my forehead
And [Am]how it is a door that hold's [Dm]back contents
That [C]makes Pandora's box contents look [G]non-violent.
[Am] Behind my eyelids are is[Dm]lands of violence
My [C]mind ship-wrecked this is the only [G]land my mind could
[Am]Find. I did not know it was such a [Dm]violent island
[C]Full of tidal waves, suicidal [G]crazed lions.
They're [Am]trying to eat me, blood running [Dm]down their chin
And I [C]know that I can fight, or I can let the [G]lion win.
I [Am]begin to assemble what weapons [Dm]I can find
'Cause [C]sometimes to stay alive you gotta [G]kill your mind.
Chorus:
[F]Am I the on[C]ly one I kn[G]ow[G] [Am]
[F]Waging my wa[C]rs behind my fa[G]ce and above my throa[G]t.[Am]
[F]Shadows will sc[C]ream that I'm al[G]one.[G] [Am]
But I [Dm]know, we've [C]made it this [F7]far, kid.
[C] [Dm6] [Am] [F7] Yeah yeah yeah (x2)
Bridge:
[C] And I will say that we should take a [Dm6]day to break away
From [Am]all the pain our brain has made, the game is [F7]not played alone.
[C] And I will say that we should take a [Dm6]moment and hold it
And [Am]keep it frozen and know that life has a [F7]hopeful undertone. (x2)
Chorus:
[F]Am I the on[C]ly one I kn[G]ow[G] [Am]
[F]Waging my wa[C]rs behind my fa[G]ce and above my throa[G]t.[Am]
[F]Shadows will sc[C]ream that I'm al[G]one.[G] [Am]
But I [Dm]know, we've [C]made it this [F7]far, kid.
[C] [Dm6] [Am] [F7] Made it this
[C]Far.[Dm6] [Am] M[F7]ade it this f.
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