Cm G# A# Cm
if you try to get close to me , be prepared , it might hurt
Cm G# Fm G#
cause i live like the human i Am so my nails , will catch some dirt
Cm G# A# Cm
dont expect a knight on a horse to come rescue the princess in you
Cm G# Fm G#
i got me on my mind , i put myself first and so should you
Cm G# A# Cm
if you find this too hard to survive , please think before u say farewell
Cm G# Fm G#
without the history of my past i would be , an empty shell
Cm G# A# Cm
the bags that we carry around contain fragments of yesterday
Cm G# Fm G#
the heavier load , the harder to cope , but gas for the grey
A# Cm G#
mmm . . . dont you listen to the choir of jealous people full of hate
A# Cm G# Fm
if they have nothing better in their life i swear inside they ache . . . they ache
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
Cm G# Fm G#
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
G# A# Cm D#
there’s nothing that they can do , this city hasnt already done
there’s no need to be scared so i laugh in their face when they pull their gun
there’s nothing that they can do , this city hasnt already done
there’s no need to be scared so i laugh in their face when they pull their gun
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
Cm G# Fm G#
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
Cm G# A# Cm
if you try to get close to me , be prepared , it might hurt
Cm G# Fm G#
cause i live like the human i Am so my nails , will catch some dirt
Cm G# A# Cm
dont expect a knight on a horse to come rescue the princess in you
Cm G# Fm G#
i got me on my mind , i put myself first and so should you
Cm G# A# Cm
if you find this too hard to survive , please think before u say farewell
Cm G# Fm G#
without the history of my past i would be , an empty shell
Cm G# A# Cm
the bags that we carry around contain fragments of yesterday
Cm G# Fm G#
the heavier load , the harder to cope , but gas for the grey
A# Cm G#
mmm . . . dont you listen to the choir of jealous people full of hate
A# Cm G# Fm
if they have nothing better in their life i swear inside they ache . . . they ache
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
Cm G# Fm G#
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
G# A# Cm D#
there’s nothing that they can do , this city hasnt already done
there’s no need to be scared so i laugh in their face when they pull their gun
there’s nothing that they can do , this city hasnt already done
there’s no need to be scared so i laugh in their face when they pull their gun
Cm G# D# A#
whatever this town , makes you think of me
Cm G# Fm G#
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
ill still be around , when the final bell rings
whatever this town , makes you think of me
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