Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)
Verse 1: (Ameer Vann)
C F
I ain't the same nigga that I once was
Am
I lost my fucking mind and then I fell in love
C F
I did a bunch of drugs, because I couldn't sleep
Am
I lost a couple months, I chipped my fucking teeth
C F
And there's a couple women, and they know some things
Am
About lies that I done told and shit that I done said
C F
And niggas that I robbed, so I'm real paranoid
Am
I have voices in my head
Verse 2: (Merlyn Wood)
C F
Hi, my name is Merlyn, I just applied for food stamps
Am
I just moved to California, with my boy band
C F
Dropped out of a good school, hippies in my commune
Am
I left 'fore the rent was due, used to want a briefcase
C F
And a short commute, used to wanna sell coke
Am
And whip an Audi coupe, crazy if I did that
C
Wouldn't be talking to you
F Am
Walking through the pit falls of a college student
C F
Crazy how you get them letters and that make you feel accepted
Am
Til you walking 'round the campus and you the only African
C F
Nobody with passion, just cats that take direction well
Am
Take acid trips to find themselves, well...
Hook: (Kevin Abstract)
C F Am
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
C F Am
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)
Verse 3: (Kevin Abstract)
C F Am
Ever since I moved out, I've been broke
C F Am
Ever since I grew up, I've been ugly
C F Am
Ooh, I need get me some dollar, dollar, dollar bills y'all
C F Am
Ever since I left my momma house, I've been mad as hell at the world
C F Am
Sometimes you don't gotta rhyme when you feel it
C F Am
Sometimes I barely ever feel a fucking thang
C F Am
Sometimes I wish that my fucking phone would fucking ring
C
And go off, and wake a nigga up
F Am
I'm used to being sad and I'm used to being down
C F
I'm used to being used, I miss my boy being around
Hook: (Kevin Abstract)
C F Am
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
C F Am
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)
Bridge: (Matt Champion)
C F
Droppin' all I got on this one day
Am
I just wanna be somebody someday
C F
Droppin' all I got on this one way
Am
I just wanna be somebody someday
C F
Droppin' all I got on this one day
Am
I just wanna be somebody someday
C F
Droppin' all I got on this one way
Am G
I just wanna be somebody someday
Hook: (Kevin Abstract)
C F Am
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
C F Am
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
C F Am
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)
Outro: (Dom McLennon)
C F
I'm trying to look for motivation of smaller things
Am
But baby steps to my atonement when I foster dreams
C F
I've been told I'm too transparent with my thoughts sometimes
Am
So I wrote songs until they pass, and I can fall in line
C F
I fell apart the moment that you thought you found yourself
Am
Cause I knew at that point, I couldn't be in the equation anymore
C F
But moving on with open, broken hearts
Am
Will show you everything you need to see about yourself to start moving forward
C F Am
So many things I wanna say that I'm not sure need to be known
But everybody swears they fucking know me
C F Am
So why, don't I lay every card I'm holding on the table?
At that point I wonder what they'd show me
C F Am
I almost lost my father, still surreal for me to think about
C
Considering how many of my friends have lost theirs
F Am
I never know if what I'm saying is the right thing
If not, I'm ready more than ever for the crosshairs
C F
It's all fair when it's not you
Am
Some people have angels, what if only shadows follow you?
C F
And all the ghosts inside that seem to hollow you
Am
The branches of the weeping willow start to swallow you
C F
And then you realize you're exactly where you're supposed to be
Am C F Am
The horizon clears, you wipe the tears
And all the skeletons are ready for your story
