Time Travel

C
Nothing is real.
                   C
I know this 'cause I made a deal,
                  Am                                           Am
with the Devil he told me that I was just wasting my time on the Moon.
     C
So I flew to the Sun.
                 C
Lost track of my soul on the run.
          Am
Suffering twelfth degree burns,
                            Am
I learned that the Sun was no fun.
     C
So I ran back to Earth.
                        C
Tripped and fell in the glorified dirt
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Honestly, Gravity sees me as a liability.
   C
So I held my breath.
                     C
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
     Am                                             Am
I'll rip through the clouds to talk with the man in the sky.

I said...
F
Take this for what it is,
                  Am
I think you're a tad bit prejudice against
    C                                     G
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.

He said...
F
Kid, you don't know shit.
            Am
You should go back home and live
        C                           G
In that quiet little town you left behind.
    C
I'm comin' home.

          Am           Am
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
   C      G
Im comin' home
        Am          Am
Just in time (Just in time.)

C
I am a fake.
             C
A constant go-getter of fate.
  Am                                        Am
I lost track of time, I carried my mind on a plate.
  C                               C
I seasoned it well, with acid and MDMA.
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Then I howled at the moon, 'til the sun burnt out both of my eyes.
   C
So I checked my pulse.
               C
Standing there white as a ghost.
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I lacked the complexion and stabbed my reflection twelve times.
   C
So I held my breath.
                     C
'Til my soul left my body for dead.
     Am                                               Am
I'll rip through the clouds to talk with the man in the sky.

I said...
F
Take this for what it is,
                  Am
I think you're a tad bit prejudice against
    C                                     G
The ones like us that are searching for the answers.

He said...
F
Kid, you don't know shit.
            Am
You should go back home and live
        C                           G
In that quiet little town you left behind.
    C
I'm comin' home.

          Am           Am
Don't you cry (Don't you cry.)
   C      G
Im comin' home
        Am          Am
Just in time (Just in time.)

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I don't know what I've been told, I will sell my soul to rock 'n' roll.
                       F                   F
I don't know where to go, I have lost control

Oh, no