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Verse 1:
I'm setting Cpen to paper a Am7gain
Lost my sense of Fmaj7home from the words that I've Fmaj7said
But the Cthoughts have begun to fer Am7ment in my head
And content mani Fmaj7fest don't feel Fmaj7good enough for them
So I Ctry and transcend my Am7ego
But don't we know, Fmaj7it will never Fmaj7work
Maybe I'll Cjust descend to Am7dirt
So it be Fmaj7coming food for Fmaj7worms
Chorus:
Would Am7anyone listen to this
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
My Dm7mind does play an awful trick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
Would Am7anyone listen to this
I'm Fmaj7running from my emptiness
My Dm7brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
Verse 2
Why Chas constructing sentences be Am7come like pulling teeth
Wiping Fmaj7dental records clean, is the Fmaj7carcass even me
Is Cthis catharsis, thera Am7peutic plunge to darkness
Or e Fmaj7laborating over my Fmaj7mediocrity
Maybe Cthis is a result of me Am7finally accepting
That I'll Fmaj7be alone forever, that Fmaj7I deserve forgetting
It's a Cpointless endeavour, and Am7maybe it's upsetting
But I've never Fmaj7felt
Morecomfortable in the Fmaj7concept of things ending
Chorus:
Would Am7anyone listen to this
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
My Dm7mind does play an awful trick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
Would Am7anyone listen to this
I'm Fmaj7running from my emptiness
My Dm7brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a luna Am7tic Fmaj7 Dm7 Fmaj7
Am7 Fmaj7 Dm7 Fmaj7 Fmaj7
Verse 3:
Maybe Am7this writer's block that Fmaj7I've been perceiving
Is to Dm7stop me diving deeply into Fmaj7my internal being
CFalling into darkness be Am7low my surface tension
E Fmaj7motional suppression, my Dm7coping mechanism
'Cause Call my friends are dying, some Am7faster than the others
Lungs Fmaj7filling up with fluid, place Fmaj7face under the covers
'Cause Call my friends are dying, some Am7faster than the others
I'm Fmaj7trying to distract myself
From the Fmaj7fears that I've discovered
Final chorus: (x2)
Would Am7anyone listen to this
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
My Dm7mind does play an awful trick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
Would Am7anyone listen to this
I'm Fmaj7running from my emptiness
My Dm7brain is tired, my stomach's sick
The Fmaj7ramblings of a lunatic
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