[Intro]
F D7
Some day, some day
Gm7 C7 F
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
Eb Dm
Some day, some days
Gm7 Am7
I remembered this on a Sunday
Bb C Gm7 Am7
Back way, yeah, way, way
Bb C
Burning, mhm-mhm
F Am7
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)
Gm7 Am7 Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
Gm7 Am7 Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah
[Refrain]
F Am7
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Verse]
F Am7
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
Gm7 Am7
They gon' have to rope me off
Bb C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
Some day the drama'll be gone, and they'll pray, no, oh, no
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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
Dm7 Gm7 Am7
No half-truths, just naked minds, caught between space and time
Bb C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
This now, with the world in mind, but maybe some day
[Refrain]
F Am7
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Outro]
F Am7
Woah, once again I am a child
Eb Dm7
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
Gm7 Am7 Bb
Of everything that I know, yeah
C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am7
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
N.C
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am7 Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am7 Bb C F
Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
