EmAm
I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be
GB
awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees
EAm
admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe.
GB
jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep
EmAm
although my blood shot whites and iris's they never find any
GB
clock stops at times where the sun shine can blind many
EmAmG
although my eyes are heavy they wont be closing soon
B
cos i know that time waits for nobody, I suppose its true
EmAm
we make corrosive tunes with acid tabs and vocal booths
GB
to see the flashing lights at photo shoots, we make our motive moves
EmAm
I say whatever I feel to vent a rhyme
GB
so I can still invent the lines and stay close to the friends of mine
EmAm
cos we all recognise, real is what my father says
GB
and I'll be sticking to this phrase until I pass away
EmAmG
overworking, no sleep is just another way to die slow
B
but I'll just keep going strong as ever, never let my eyes close
Chorus:
Em
I never sleep
AmGBEmAmG
when trouble steals thoughts from a restless mind for free, it could be, ahhh
BEmAm
the times I'm living in I never sleep, when trouble steals thoughts from a
GBEmAm
restless mind for free, it could be.. [x4
GB
the times I'm living in lately.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.