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Fm                              Bbm
I've tried to give this city, a kiss on the lips
      Ab                       Eb
but I cover my black eye yes I head for my shift
Fm                             Bbm
I've made my way down fumed by stories and myths
Ab                    Eb
stars in my eyes into reality hits
     Fm                         Bbm
That being a romantic makes you poorly equipped
       Ab                     Eb
I make payments with body and soul
  Fm                        Bbm
I thought I'd find glory, I thought I'd be rich
      Ab              Eb
but I only dug myself down a hole

(refreng X2)
Bbm          Ab
Going home, going home
Fm                  Eb
I'll be gone when I reap waht I sowed
Bbm          Ab
Going home, going home
Fm                  Eb 
Put my feet up and, get to breathe again

Fm                                Bbm
You'll get used to the cold, and (extortion prices)
    Ab                        Eb
you beat youself up and falls victim to vices
Fm                      Bbm
I guess the options in (vibes) are entising
Ab                                 Eb         
trying to work your way up from an ant to a titan
Fm                        Bbm
I promise myself, I'll be gone in a year
   Ab                Eb
or five, or ten, who knows at this rate
Fm                                     Bbm
I'm trying to build this ship, I don't even come in fear
      Ab                      Eb           
and I hope I see shore before the (....) bay.

(Refreng X3)
Bbm          Ab
Going home, going home
Fm                  Eb
I'll be gone when I reap waht I sowed
Bbm          Ab
Going home, going home
Fm                  Eb 
Put my feet up and, get to breathe again

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