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D/A = x-0-4--2-3--x E/A = x-0-6--4-5--x A*/A = x-0-11-9-10-x Intro: N.C. Main riff A (over main riff) Verse 1: A Panic attacks in the dentist car park D/A Losing my temper in a Jersey sports bar E/A A*/A E/A D/A Safe to say the 20s have been weird A Dazed and confused in the morning after D/A A two-year slow-motion human disaster E/A A*/A E/A D/A T-shirt slogans to cover over the lockdown gut and the fear Chorus: F#m E D A/C# And it's not just you and it's not just me Bm G It's pandemic PTSD [Turnaround] A (over main riff) Verse 2: A I'm haunted by a kind of mourning D/A For the life that we left in 2019 E/A A*/A E/A D/A I know it wasn't perfect, but it's what I knew A Physically distanced, told we're in it together D/A But socially removed from our snickering betters E/A A*/A E/A D/A Far too smart to abase themselves by following their own rules Chorus: F#m E D A/C# And it's not just you and it's not just me Bm G That has pandemic PTSD (one, two, three, four) [Turnaround] A (over main riff) Bridge: B Post-traumatic stress disorder G#m Is characterized by persistent trauma C#m D Caused by severe psychological shock or else physical injury B And maybe I'm just being melodramatic G#m But I didn't used to be this agoraphobic C#m D Or paralyzed by decisions, also crushed by inactivity E B A E And right about now some arsehole's going to say E B A E That it's o - kay not to be okay E B A E But we're way past that, the conversation isn't done E B A And I won't keep calm, I won't carry on Bm Until it's okay to admit G That I don't know how to feel Bm About the shit that we just lived through E E E/F# E/G# It was kind of a big deal Verse 3: A And one day it seemed like everybody decided D/A They were tired of trying and bored of hiding it E/A D/A Ready for the next adventure, next news cycle, next catastrophe A And we stood in the wreckage trying not to claim D/A That we had more than our fair share of the pain E/A A*/A E/A But we got punched in the dick for two straight years D/A We can't move on that easily Chorus: F#m E D A/C# And it might not be you but god knows it's us Bm G Bm E That's still black and blue, bleeding in the dust D A/C# Bm A So I'll level with you, if you'll bear with me G And my pandemic PTSD
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