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