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1039\Smoothed Out Slappy Hours
Road to Acceptance
CHORDS: G C D
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G C D C
i always waste my time just wondering
G C D C
what the next man thinks of me
i'll never do exactly what i wany
and i'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
G C D C
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Verse: i always waste my time just wondering
G C D C G C D C
what the next man thinks of me
i'll never do exactly what i want
and i'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
D C
PreChorus: i feel forgotten feel like rotting
G D C
do you feel the same?
D C
adolescence just can't make sense
G D C
it's calling my name
D C G
CHORUS: i take a look around at all the things i've found
D
i call it blind hatred
D C G
if you'd stop for a while, maybe if you'd smile
D C D
you would realize that we're all the same
D C G
it's just like a brain
when it goes insane
we feel the same pain
G C D C
all my life i seem to have this need
at certain times it even turns to greed
we all wanna join this family
we'll even sacrifice a moral changing
i take a look around at all the things i've found
i call it blind hatred…
if you'd stop for a while, maybe if you'd smile
you would realize
D C D
that we're all the same
D C G
it's just like a brain
when it goes insane
we feel the same pain
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