[Verse] E A I don't find a thing alarming E A Not even tornado warnings C#m F# Come blow me away F B I need some fresh air anyway E A Maybe in my younger years E A It would have been a bigger fear C#m F# When everything was new F B And danger was exciting too [Chorus] C#m A E I think I'm coming down with something F#m A And I don't know what it is E A But maybe it's the thought of letting go E F#m A I'm a puppet casting shadows F#m A I'm a pony doing tricks E A And no one's buying tickets to the show [Verse] E F#m Time rolls on just like a river E A Don't know when I got so bitter C#m F#m Think I'm in a drought F B There's nothing to write home about E F#m Drag myself to social practice E A Guess that's how I stay distractеd C#m F#m Other people's nеws F B It always gets better refusing [Chorus] C#m A E I think I'm coming down with something F#m A And I don't know what it is C#m G#m A But maybe it's the thought of letting go C#m A E I'm a puppet casting shadows F#m A I'm a pony doing tricks E A And no one's buying tickets to the show [Verse] B C#m And I'm not growing A E I'm just standing at the door B C#m I'm not no one A E But I don't have no rapport E B I'm only singing to myself C#m F#m While my patience goes to hell E E A But maybe that's the price of getting well [Chorus] C#m A I think I'm coming down with something E F#m A And I don't know what it is E C#m A But maybe I'll live long enough to tell C#m A E I'm a cog in a machine F#m A They guaranteed that I would sell E G#m A But no one wants to be the clientele.
I don't find a thing alarming Not even tornado warnings Come blow me away I need some fresh air anyway Maybe in my younger years It would have been a bigger fear When everything was new And danger was exciting too I think I'm coming down with something And I don't know what it is But maybe it's the thought of letting go I'm a puppet casting shadows I'm a pony doing tricks And no one's buying tickets to the show Time rolls on just like a river Don't know when I got so bitter Think I'm in a drought There's nothing to write home about Drag myself to social practice Guess that's how I stay distracted Other people's news It always gets better refusing I think I'm coming down with something And I don't know what it is But maybe it's the thought of letting go I'm a puppet casting shadows I'm a pony doing tricks And no one's buying tickets to the show And I'm not growing, I'm just standing at the door I'm not no one, but I don't have no report I'm only singing to myself while my patience goes to hell But maybe that's the price of getting well I think I'm coming down with something And I don't know what it is But maybe I'll live long enough to tell I'm a cog in the machine They guaranteed that I would sell But no one wants to be the clientele
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