G sometimes i feel like a dead man Em when i walk around my house C petrified of going out G D i couldn't leave to save my life
G i'm a waste of my freedom Em cuz i've imprisoned myself C with this crippling lack of wealth G D and my decaying sense of self
C Em G and i have two years left
G and i hate my future Em i hate my job C and i'm such a fucking slob G D oh, my apartment is a mess
G and i am very resentful Em that life isn't art C and harry potter & voldemort G D are works of fiction, not our world
C Em G and we have two years left
D and i hate sleeping Em and i hate waking up C G with a sense of shame D and i hate sleeping Em and i hate waking up C D and i can't afford to give a fuck about myself
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C Em G and i have two years left C Em G two years left C Em G D two years left to go C Em G two years left C Em G two years left C Em G D two years left to go