Aint My Stop

A
What's more American than TV static 
in the dark?
Dm
Just to spite you, it's the 
strangest of habits.
     Am
I haven't slept in days, my mind 
feels crazed, it's not my life.
 E                              
I know the feeling goin over the 
            D
brink and we all begin praying when 
the boat starts to sink.
          E
And you'll scream, "
Hold on, you got this all wrong, 
       A       D
it's not my life."


E                                 
Well, I'm not supposed to die like
            B                      
 this, I'm supposed to be somewhere
  F#m
 else.
                E           A     
At the end of a blade maybe end up
    E                              
 in flames, something flashier than
 F#m
 myself.
        A         D      C#m     
When no one rose to pick the 
              A        G#m         
souls, but I'm glad with the one I 
F#m
got.
   A            D        C#m     
Let me off this train or land 
                   A          G#m 
this plane cause this sure as hell
              A       E         A
 ain't my stop, this ain't my stop.


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A
Run me out of your town, see I'm the
 cause of your conflict.
Dm
And I spit on the paper, sea of 
damaged the points like if I'm 
bleeding don't stop it,
   Am
it's more than a prophet, it's my 
life.
 E                                 
But lately it's crazy, the 
    A                D
sweating, the freezin and I change 
like the leaves or the decay of the 
seasons.
        E                          
Put the gun in your pocket, tell 
             D
the driver to stop it, it's my life.


E                                 
Well, I'm not supposed to die like
            B                      
 this, I'm supposed to be somewhere
  F#m
 else.
                E           A     
At the end of a blade maybe end up
    E                              
 in flames, something flashier than
 F#m
 myself.
        A         D      C#m     
When no one rose to pick the 
              A        G#m         
souls, but I'm glad with the one I 
F#m
got.
   A            D        C#m     
Let me off this train or land 
                   A          G#m 
this plane cause this sure as hell
              A       E         A
 ain't my stop, this ain't my stop.


C#                E              
The beginning of life, I guess 
    A             E            Bm
it's more than a concept and the 
           A
handles are stolen
A
so the train hasn't stopped yet.
A             E            C#m  
Had a dream but I lost it, a 
         B        E
hole in my pocket, it's my life.
E                                 
And the windows are broken and the
                               A
 building we live in keeps the rain 
from our faces
A
but it lets all the ghosts in.
     E                             
Heard a heart that quit beatin and 
                       A           D
the city kept blinkin, it's my life.


E                                 
Well, I'm not supposed to die like
            B                      
 this, I'm supposed to be somewhere
  F#m
 else.
                E           A     
At the end of a blade maybe end up
    E                              
 in flames, something flashier than
 F#m
 myself.
        A         D      C#m     
When no one rose to pick the 
              A        G#m         
souls, but I'm glad with the one I 
F#m
got.
   A            D        C#m     
Let me off this train or land 
                   A          G#m 
this plane cause this sure as hell
              A       E         A
 ain't my stop, this ain't my stop.