Static

Am A drink with desire C But no direction Is only a stomachache G And the pain keeps me up late E Waiting, contemplating Am C How am I supposed to sleep G When my thoughts are on the run E I chase them down, pull out a loaded gun Am And I lay C Contemplate G E What is my fate? Am It’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G And all of the mistakes you’ve owned D E Will you turn it around turn it around Am When it’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G So sit yourself up and go D Will you turn it around? Am When will it kick in? C The swallowed inspiration Pacing, waiting G The clock keeps saying E Time is running out Am And I lay C Contemplate G E What is my fate? Am It’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G And all of the mistakes you’ve owned D E Will you turn it around turn it around Am When it’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G So sit yourself up and go D Will you turn it around? Am C Oh, there’s static in my brain (Static, static, static, static) Questions excessive G Answers MIA And I lay, and I lay, and I lay (And I, and I, and I, and I) E Contemplate, contemplate, contemplate Am Damn, all of stomachaches and worries C Wide awake with uncertainty G And I lay, and lay, and I lay E Contemplate, contemplate Am It’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G And all of the mistakes you’ve owned D E Will you turn it around turn it around Am When it’s cold C The winter when you’re getting old G So sit yourself up and go D Will you turn it around?