A5 C5 G5 F5 Find myself singing the same songs everyday Ones that make me feel good When things behing the smiles ain't okay A5 C5 G5 F5 Around and over and in-between the seas I need to be on top of a mountain Where I can be see everything Cause this paranoia's getting old A5 C5 G5 F5 Now as I open my eyes to start another day I'm in a pile of puke, empty bag of execuses My love for friends and family, you know I need them A5 C5 And my feet are so cold G5 F5 And I can't believe that I have to bang my head against this A5 C5 G5 F5 wall again But the blows they have just a little more A5 C5 space in between them G5 F5 gonna take a breath and try......and try again