C SometimesG E Making songs for a livingAm G F Feels like living to make songsC And sometimesG E I get an uneasy feelingAm G F That I'm doing something wrongAm G/B C F 'Cause nothing really feels like homeAm G/B C F And I just want to be aloneC G/B C Dm G Calculate the hours till the power in the well goes dry [Chorus]C I'm watching as the stage goes blackG How long until we all go backAm To being nothing at allG F Nothing but a spark in someone's eyeC Am I giving all that I can giveG E Am I earning the right to liveAm By looking in a mirrorG F There's nothing more sincere than selfish art [Verse 2]C SometimesG E I got nothing to sayAm G F I think breaking a heart Could maybe be the start of some new pageC And sometimesG E I play a couple war gamesAm G F G Using live ammunition So I can fix what I'm missingAm G F G Most of my songs are trueAm G F Dm Most of my songs are due to some broken peopleG (C C C) G So I could write a single [Chorus]C I'm watching as the stage goes blackG How long until we all go backAm To being nothing at allG F Nothing but a spark in someone's eyeC Am I giving all that I can giveG E Am I earning the right to liveAm By looking in a mirrorG F There's nothing more sincere than selfish artC I'm watching as the stage goes blackG How long until we all go backAm To being nothing at allG F Nothing but a spark in someone's eyeC Am I giving all that I can giveG E Am I earning the right to liveAm By looking in a mirrorG F There's nothing more sincere than selfish art [Otro]Am G F G There's nothing more sincere than an empty heartAm G F G There's nothing more sincere than who we are end on C Than who we are
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