FD7
Some day, some day
Gm7C7F
Some day I'll, I will wear a starry crown
F
Some day, some day
Am7
Some day I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
Am7
Hold up, hold up
EbDm
Some day, some days
Gm7Am7
I remembered this on a Sunday
BbCGm7Am7
Back way, yeah, way, way
BbC
Burning, mhm-mhm
FAm7
Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days
Eb
I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find
Dm7
Some days, ohh
Dm7
(Heatstroke)
Gm7Am7BbC
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
Gm7Am7BbC
Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah
FAm7
I've been tryin' to make you love me
EbDm7Gm7Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
FAm7
Some day we gon' set it off, some day we gon' get this off
Eb
Baby, don't you bet it all, on a path of Fentanyl
Dm7
You might think they wrote you off
Gm7Am7
They gon' have to rope me off
BbCGm7Am7BbCF
Some day the drama'll be gone, and they'll pray, no, oh, no
Am7
Sometimes I take all the shine, talk like I drank all the wine
Eb
Years ahead but way behind, I'm on one, two, three, four, five
Dm7Gm7Am7
No half-truths, just naked minds, caught between space and time
BbCGm7Am7BbCF
This now, with the world in mind, but maybe some day
FAm7
I've been tryin' to make you love me
EbDm7Gm7Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
FAm7
Woah, once again I am a child
EbDm7
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
Gm7Am7Bb
Of everything that I know, yeah
CGm7Am7BbCF
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
FAm7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
EbDm7Gm7Am7Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
CGm7Am7BbCF
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
FAm7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
EbDm7Gm7Am7Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
CGm7Am7BbCF
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
FAm7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
EbDm7Gm7Am7Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
CGm7Am7BbCF
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
N.C
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
EbDm7Gm7Am7Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
CGm7Am7BbCF
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free