G
Let's begin
D
With the past in front
Em
And all the things
BmC
You really don't care about now
A
It'd be exactly where I'm at
G
And to think
D
You got a grip
Em
Look at yourself
BmC
Your lips are like two flaps of fat
A
They go front and back and flappity flap
G
I'm all staged
D
It's all an act
EmBmC
I'm really scared that I may fall back on the abstract
A
It'd be exactly where I'm at
G
If you're to be
D
The roaming eye
EmBmC
Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees
A
The harsh realities
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