I’m not exactly sure about how to feel about this song. The production felt nice, but the lyrics confused the hell out of me. I couldn’t find any connection between all those words. It felt like someone talking, rather than beautiful poetry. The vocals were harsh, but it suited the song really well. I loved the feel and vibe of this song more than the lyrics or the production.
Scale: C Major Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 95 [INTRO] C [VERSE] C Let loose with your charms C Go reckless, unharmed Am We all signed the card: Am G "Get well, but don't you try too hard" C The lessons unlearned C Oh, this meeting is adjourned Am Oh, these Western concerns Am G Hold my place in line while I get your turn C Am To the empty balconies we serenade Am G C All the playgrounds where them kids don't get to play C Am Dirty parkies went and chased them all away Am To the game consoles to fatten [CHORUS] C The best room they have C Is the last room you want Am The bathroom's outside Am Police tape is tied G C To the doorknobs of rooms C Nine through thirty-two Am These Western concerns Am We beg while we chew F G Am These Western concerns are all I ever really learned to be concerned with Am F But don't you, don't you know it's hard Dm Am Feeling tired every time that you try? F Dm Am Ain't it hard feeling tired all the time? C The family living upstairs must have a fleet of rider lawn mowers Am While the novelist to my right's convinced that every woman's a whore G C But he bothers me time and again C Am To set him up with my very best friends and I say, "What?!" Am Says he doesn't restate but he will not shut up! [INSTRUMENTAL] C Am C Am F Dm F Dm Am F Dm Am Am F Well don't you, don't you know it's hard G Am Feeling tired every time that you try? F Dm Am Ain't it hard feeling tired all the time? Am Don't you, don't you know F I ain't goin' to bed G C Ring my head in the woods right now F Scan for some mycelium G C And bring a little back to town Am F Well don't you, don't you know it's hard (I ain't goin' to bed) G Am Feeling tired every time that you try? (Ring my head in the woods right now) F Dm Am Ain't it hard feeling tired all the time? Am (Scan for some mycelium and bring a little back to town) C Go reckless, unharmed C Yep, the shut-ins, they're well armed Am Well, we all led the charge Am G 'Til we ran aground in our party barge C Every little gift was just one more part of their grift Am Oh, yeah, we know it Am Oh, yeah, we know it C The best news that we got C Was some dumb hokum we'd all bought Am Oh, though reckless, feeling great Am We're the sexiest of all primates C Let loose with our charms C Shake our ass and wave our arms Am All going apeshit
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