Intro -x8-: Bb F Dm C Bb F Dm C I don't know why I feed on emotion Bb F Dm C There's a stomach inside my brain Bb F I don't want to be heard Dm C I want to be listened to Bb F Dm Does it bother anyone else C Bb F That someone else has your name? Dm C Bb Oh, does it bother anyone else F Dm C That someone else has your name, your name F C I scream, you scream Dm Bb Gm We all scream 'cause we're terrified Bb C Of what's around the corner F C We stay in place Dm Bb Gm ?Cause we don't want to lose our lives Bb C So let's think of something better. Bb F Dm C Down in the forest we'll sing a Chorus Bb F Dm C One that everybody knows Bb F Dm C Hands held higher, we'll be on fire Bb F Dm C Singing songs that nobody wrote. Bb F My brain has given up Dm C White flags are hoisted Bb F I took some food for thought Dm C It might be poisoned Bb F The stomach in my brain Dm C Throws up on to the page Bb F Dm Does it bother anyone else C Bb F Dm That someone else has your name? C Bb Does it bother anyone else F Dm C That someone else has your name? F C I scream, you scream Dm Bb Gm We all scream 'cause we're terrified Bb C Of what's around the corner F C We stay in place Dm Bb Gm ?Cause we don't want to lose our lives Bb C So let's think of something better. Bb F Dm C Down in the forest we'll sing a Chorus Bb F Dm C One that everybody knows Bb F Dm C Hands held higher, we'll be on fire Bb F Dm C Singing songs that nobody wrote. Bridge: Dm C F Bb Dm Quickly moving towards a storm Moving forward, torn In to pieces over reasons Of what these storms are for C I don't understand why everything I adore Takes a different form when I squint my eyes F Have you ever done that When you squint your eyes And your eyelashes make it look a little not right Bb And then when just enough light Comes from just the right side And you find you're not who you're suppose to be? Dm This is not what you're suppose to see Please, remember me? I am suppose to be C King of a kingdom or swinging on a swing Something happened to my imagination F This situation's becoming dire My treehouse is on fire And for some reason I smell gas on my hands Bb This is not what I had planned This is not what I had planned. Bb F Dm C Down in the forest Bb F Dm C We'll sing a Chorus Bb F Dm C Hands held higher, we'll be on fire Bb F Dm C Singing songs that nobody wrote. Bb F Dm C Down in the forest we'll sing a Chorus Bb F Dm C One that everybody knows Bb F Dm C Hands held higher, we'll be on fire Bb F Dm C Singing songs that nobody wrote. Bb F Dm C Hands held higher Bb F Dm C We'll be on fire Bb F Dm C Hands held higher Bb F Dm C We'll be on fire
