Capo 3

C
Starts of dreams, I'm able to breath underwater, someone's daughter's
F
sugar, Southern weather voice, with Lucky Strikes she stries  to cover the 
Dm F
Smell, cover the 
C           G
noises of his mouth
Dm                      F
blue out the plains of his face, cover the
C Dm F
noises  he makes
C                         G
There's a man, and I hate him plainly
    F       D         C     G
nothing fancy in how glad I watched them bury him
           C                          G
But ever since then, I can feel him all around me
Am  G F
clawing like a crowd
     Am          G          F
Like the weather sucks me in and spits me out
C                    G
Understand I am only as he made me,
Am                         Dm
a faithful servant to all of the noise,
       Am
all of the lights,
    C
all the flashing in my head,
             Dm
the sound of his mouth,
      F
loud as a crowd,
        C           G
and you're lucky that you're dead
         Dm         F
because Clemency is tugging me
    C       Dm
but I'm sorry that she's weak.
Am C G Dm F C G Dm F C


C             Dm F
Because I won't be merciful
              C        G
like what got you first in your throat,
      Dm     F
I will be real, real slow, 
        C       G
just like a wheel, turn over.
       Dm F
I'm like a wheel. 
       C G
I'm like a wheel

Dm F C G X5

Am  Dm   F     G  Dm
I'll be real, I'll be real.
      F   C
I'll turn over like a wheel.