Going home
The Turnskins
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Gm Cm
I've tried to give this city, a kiss on the lips
Bb F
but I cover my black eye yes I head for my shift
Gm Cm
I've made my way down fumed by stories and myths
Bb F
stars in my eyes into reality hits
Gm Cm
That being a romantic makes you poorly equipped
Bb F
I make payments with body and soul
Gm Cm
I thought I'd find glory, I thought I'd be rich
Bb F
but I only dug myself down a hole
(refreng X2)
Cm Bb
Going home, going home
Gm F
I'll be gone when I reap waht I sowed
Cm Bb
Going home, going home
Gm F
Put my feet up and, get to breathe again
Gm Cm
You'll get used to the cold, and (extortion prices)
Bb F
you beat youself up and falls victim to vices
Gm Cm
I guess the options in (vibes) are entising
Bb F
trying to work your way up from an ant to a titan
Gm Cm
I promise myself, I'll be gone in a year
Bb F
or five, or ten, who knows at this rate
Gm Cm
I'm trying to build this ship, I don't even come in fear
Bb F
and I hope I see shore before the (....) bay.
(Refreng X3)
Cm Bb
Going home, going home
Gm F
I'll be gone when I reap waht I sowed
Cm Bb
Going home, going home
Gm F
Put my feet up and, get to breathe again
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