Тональность: B minor•
Intro 1
G
Bm
G
Bm
Verse 1
Bm
When I was young I used play
G
Bm
on the old man's apple tree
When I was young I used to scream
G
out Ollie Ollie auxen free
Bm
G
To young to blame it on these mistakes
F#m
to old to have any excuse for
Bm
the trouble it makes
G
generations apart from
my old wrinkled eyes
Bm
G
following the childish breadcrumbs
Bm
that keep falling from the skies
G
It's the piece of mind that grows from
this fine tuned machine
accomplish self fulfillment
with a unfamiliar scheme
My motivation to be an adult
has decided to catapult
Bm
me over the picket fence
to land on my 2.5 kids
I used to play in the sandbox
G
with the same little voices
Bm
And I would always remember
G
Bm
to bring a spare vine
G
The chimes from the clock
Bm
G
would signify re cess and
Bm
B
Bm
tell all the kids that it's snack time
G
I'm Less than a cartoon away from
E
Bm
being the last in line
G
Bm
Kickball is my life juice boxes
those are the simple pleasures
B
and they now leave me
G
walking to the mailbox to send
my life away with a signature
F#m
G
F#m
I remember all the jokes we used to tell
F#
G
each other stop you're killing her
you almost crushed that pray mantis
A crime punishable by death that
would put your name on the list
rumor is that Santa Claus compiles
pages worth of information
F
but that fake fairy tale has nothing on
G
the damage I have done
I broke 4 windows, chased 5 girls,
not to mention the cats I taunted
And still this year I got every
present that I wanted
Verse 2
G
I believed in folk lore and made wagers
for peanut butter sandwiches
the blissful innocence that gave me attention
when I had new bandages
Yhe transition is identified as growing
up but I lost interest in
Bm
the responsibility that kills
your first star wishes
G
The corner of the room had my initials with
a dunce cap that's colored and shaped
B
to match perfectly with my superhero cape
G
But now my cape is replaced with a
Bm
G
button- down shirt and a mature smirk
Bm
that shows my soul to be
F#m
Finger- painting and typing,
my marvelous hands at work
Verse 3
The difference in creating for my cause
or as someone else's clerk
No more kisses on the cheek and
red faces from embarrassment
F#m
G
It's the long drawn out process and regretting
G
words I sort of meant
F#m
Outro 1
B
F#m
B
F#m
B
F#m
G
F#m
G
F#m
C#m
F#m
B
F#m
B
F#m
B
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