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Swingin Utters
My Glass House
G C G C
G
While i sit alone in this room
C G
i've got crates full of sorrow
C G
even more filled with shadows
Am
that i fish out and ridicule
C G C G C G
when i'm feeling lonely.
I'm lacking sense, but bound
in a very specific direction
it's phenomenal and unprecedented
it's a chip of the old block
and a step up the new ladder.
Chorus:
Bm C
Mr.Scribe, i write to you
G
pen and penchant aimed
Am
to pour over a fool
C
left with no more rhymes
C G C G C G
i'm poetically franchised.
I'm in charge for the day
in terminal wanderlust
i've excited my worst thoughts
exorcised what was lost
am i a bad seed sprouting up or am i not?
I'm not sure what sad is
but listless i'm not
my lists are never ending
and my emotions aren't store-bought
and tears, they either deceive or endear me
[chorus]
C G
i'm your little golden nugget collecting dust
C G
bored with my own stale and directed thoughts
C G
in a place where so much life and loves abound
Am C
it's amazing how little tempts me
G C G C G
from my glass house.
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