I did this by ear, sorry if I suck. C Who the hell have I been kidding? G I sold my soul to the corporation F They know me better than I know myself G I better shut it up, I better shut it up C You gotta problem with the way I think? G I gotta problem with the way you think F That you can program me, like a damned machine G I'm gonna take a stand, and say fuck this scene C I'm sick of imagery, instead of artistry G I'm sick of apathy, instead of harmony F I'm sick of poets working part time jobs, G While pissy people pick and choose the stars C I know that I should be the last one to speak, G F About this but even sellouts have their dreams... G (cut it off) So set the music free. C-C,G-G,C-C,G-G-G Am Dm G C G baaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaaa, dadadadadaaa. Am Dm G C G Am badadada daaa, dadadada daaa, daaa dadadadadaaa G Oooohhhhh, C What the hell am I trying to prove? G I ran away so young, now on the move F Like a vandal I wear my mask G And all you punks back home, you can kiss my ass C Cuz' I gotta, feelin' deep down inside my soulll G That's taken three whole years to gain control.. F G And I ain't never, no never, no NEVER, no never no never.. G (cut off) Comin' home C-C, G-G, C-C, G-G-G Am Dm G C G Baaadadadada daaa, dadadada daa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaa Am Dm G C G Am Badadada daaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada, daaa dadadada daaa... G C (strum) Ooohhhh oh oh oh.